Yes. I have been made redundant and today is my last day at a company at which I have spent the last 17 years. They say one door closes and another door opens. As Kevin Higgins once wrote:
“A universe of time for nothing but writing!”
Leaving the office this afternoon I will think of Kevin’s poem ‘By Five o’clock’, from his 2005 collection The Boy With No Face (see above). While I suspect I will end up in a better place than Kevin’s character (note: Please contact me for paid writing gigs – reviews, articles commissions etc), Higgins poem is a reminder of the viciousness which lies at the heart of capitalism.
Anyway – I’m looking forward to reading Kevin’s final collection Life Itself available from Salmon Poetry
Tomorrow, perhaps, I will share my own redundancy poem…..









