CALEB PARKIN
Poetry. Play. Possibilities.
“Many people do…
“Many people do indeed experience this realm of phantasy as ‘perilous’. Thresholds always are. Why else would Angels say, ‘fear not’,...
228mph or, The Falconer
Here’s a poem I wrote for a Teach First poetry slam we held yesterday – mine didn’t end up being performed (although the poem which did...
Dry days – a pause outside Oxford
We finally got off the Chartered Thames yesterday – I kept calling it that, from a William Blake poem I remembered – ‘London’. I couldn’t...
Current Affairs or, Matching Regatta Cagools – Theale to Pangbourne
There have been a couple of slalom hairy moments over the last few days. Reenie’s not really cut out for water flowing faster than –...
A Lock is Like a Box of Chocs
Today, we went through lock number 100 – and we started, when we left Bristol, through Hanham Lock, No. 1. So that’s a lorra lorra locks...
10% Lock Advance
We took on and won Caen Hill Locks yesterday – which was a marathon 35 in total. Once we got a system going though, draining the next one...
Thanks for the culvert, Ma’am
I’ll be blogging under the tag ‘Reenie’s Progress’ for our imminent journey to The North – Leeds, to be precise. It’s going to be a slow...
Verdle
I was just reminded of this lovely site, where you can enter a body of text and it creates a beautiful word cloud image… So I created my...










