Archive - RUNNING HIGH

Glamaig Hill Race, July 14th, 2012

Like sudden light spilling and pooling into a cavernous darkness.

Sep 14 •

August 2024

At The Sky’s Edge

Searching For Finlay Wild

Aug 29 •

July 2024

Eulogy to a book that has not yet died

I’m writing a book.

Jul 17 •

December 2023

At work, last week, someone asked me how long a sentence was.

Dec 18, 2023 •

I begin along the gravel track that leads to the woods.

Dec 7, 2023 •

September 2023

When There's Nothing More To Say

When there’s nothing more to say

Sep 27, 2023 •

July 2023

I’m running after work.

Jul 31, 2023 •

May 2023

The Ecstasy Of Maybe

On running through sliding doors.

May 17, 2023 •

March 2023

The Turning Of The Clocks

In thrall and fear of time

Mar 28, 2023 •

February 2023

It'll Come Again

I go round in circles Not graceful, not like dancers Not neatly, not like compass and pencil More like a dog on a lead, going mental

Feb 23, 2023 •

November 2022

You're never as far away as you think you are

Nov 16, 2022 •

October 2022

Oct 27, 2022 •

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