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A Sheffield Traipsing – Published!

“I have set myself to walk through you, to traipse; not a planned path, following some mapped purpose, but a wandering. Your story is my story, you grew me up with fiery truths and surprising kindness. I want to hear you tell it again, tell it with all your Northern soul.”

A Sheffield Traipsing is a collection of poems gleaned from the streets of the steel city. The author has spent the last seven years traversing the hills and valleys of his home in a poetic search for the soul of Sheffield.

From Ringinglow to Orgreave, from Fir Vale to Park Hill this collection takes you on a pilgrimage of grace, through the city’s past and those who built it, to its uncertain present and looks towards the future. It is a hymn to the city where, as the final poem says:

“Unpretentious radicals and unassuming revolutionaries can flourish
as someone down your street
or in the pub, just another gleaming face among the common people.”

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'Have you ever been plunged under the surface of your conscious life and found yourself
all at sea, not knowing what course to steer?'
- All At Sea, In A Night Sea Journey
'When will you be ready
to hear the voice
that has been speaking to you with a patient kindness
for some time now,
like birdsong as you wake?'
- When Will You Be Ready, Arriving in Magic
'I came back from High Easdale Tarn,
and my teacup was white like a new page'
- Easdale Tarn , A Night Sea Journey
'I often wonder what my face says as it stares out at the world. Is it begging a question of the returning gazes, asking who am I and where does my face fit?'
- My Face, Arriving in Magic
'And so, the ordinary continues to be the
thing that is most dangerous, and the
hundred-year-old memory that we banished'
- Sheffield In Lockdown, Soon to be published collection about Sheffield
'A space presents itself
as the wind and the needled edge
of the saguaro cactus,
speak of the solitude
that you bargain
away for acquaintance'
- Aravaipa Canyon, Unpublished Poem
'What is acidic in you, that might turn sweet,
yearning for delivery, to take first breath.
Go into hard labour to birth it, It is there,
in the womb of you, aching to emerge'
- Last Testament, A Night Sea Journey