Morning breaks,
The dewy landscape damp
Woodland floor nondescript
Against the dank debris
Of last year’s beech leaves
Strewn across now-muddied ground
Sun takes its first steps
Peering o’er the hills
O’er half the world, the dreamer flies
Above middle towns and country places
Liquid grace, never too close to the sun
But through once-sullen clouds, suddenly parted
Drawing electrical storms into his
What Elmer taught me about work-life balance
The year will have been 1998. I know this because in 1999 I became an analyst, having excitedly tapped an email in response to a job
Homecoming is a strong word, especially for someone who already lives in the London area. Yet the return of Porcupine Tree to Wembley Arena felt like precisely that. Since those, ‘final’ gigs at
