New book next year

I'll be publishing a new collection with Seren in about April/May 2019. It's called Afternoons Go Nowhere and here's the title poem:

Afternoons Go Nowhere

Butter hardens in the dish overnight:
the tourist office keeps winter hours.

The year's last cruise ship has left the harbour
and the voices of Italy, New York, Japan,

are heard no more in the street. Afternoons
go nowhere. Dark falls early, finds folk

up ladders, spades in earth, work
unfinished. Radiators cough into life:

plumbers and sweeps can't find time enough
to get round, clear out the debris.

Somehow no one is ever quite ready
for this, as if they half hoped

time too would let things slide, be up
some ladder finishing what started late.