Mother

First I brought you petals from collapsed roses And you would hold them wet and full of dew And marvel with me the drops reflecting Shifting clouds across a happy sky. You would colour shells, throw and catch, Dry-run obstacle courses, play chase On hazy, butterfly-full, yawning days. I’d hand you pictures painted Pots I’d … Continue reading Mother

Imposter Syndrome: how we get it, three techniques to try, and why it might actually help us

This week Dame Kate Bingham, the woman tasked with chairing the government’s Covid-19 vaccine task force, told the Times Education Commission that she had doubted her abilities when asked by Matt Hancock, then health secretary, to lead procurement of vaccines. “Why me?” She asked, “I can’t do this. There must be someone better.” Bingham has, … Continue reading Imposter Syndrome: how we get it, three techniques to try, and why it might actually help us

Cobwebs

Low-slung nets made visible by dew Appear suddenly one morning. Trampolines of soft breath And parachute precision. Ghostly nets lassoed Between teasels, while the see-saw Song of the Chaffinch, slides Along the rigging. Hammock-heaven. Twigs become cats-cradles, and every bush, Every stalk is wired up For spiders to go-ape.