I've decided to give up the good sense of doubting my poetry. Each poem comes from it's time, says what it wants to say. They can be improved, they will be improved, but they're not that bad (quack). I think they're better than a lot of stuff out there, but then I would say that, wouldn't I.

So, in this dubious confidence, I've produced these electronic chapbooks. You can download individual chapbooks from its page, download then all in one shot, or purchase dead tree copies from Peter Riley Books, 27 Sturton Street, Cambridge CB1 2QC (01223 327455).

These volumes are copyleft, under the Creative Commons Attribution Share-Alike Licence. You're welcome to download and browse, amend and scrub, print and distribute, sell, my work, subject to that licence. You can download each original Open Office file.

All my chapbooks are draft. Some are more draft than others.

Much of this lot was written before I discovered interesting modern poetry; I only knew the well written ordinary; hence poems like push pop. Ironically, given the whole world to search, I found the best half was a mile down the road (the magnificent Prynne). Regard 20.0j as my first vaguely modernist double plus volume, although I hope you'll spot I was already exploring.

I find punctuation in my current poetry crude for the music, many poems avoid it. I opine upper case in unpunctuated poetry looks silly.