Maggie was born and raised in London, where she still lives. A respected figure on the capital’s poetry scene she is a trustee of the Poetry Society as well as a mentor for Survivors Poetry.
publications:
near death (domestic)
Her writing is spare, memorable and often funny as she negotiates storms worked up 'at the heart of the house' in a manner akin to Alan Bennett.
Peter Carpenter
The Weather on Our Street from near death (domestic)
A hurricane jumped the fence,
blew in through the door
we’d forgotten to lock,
found the soul of the most fragile,
worked up a storm
at the heart of the house,
one dead
three of us beached with the debris;
not a chair left unbroken
and only half a pot of glue
to re-shape a future.
You’d know our house now for its hoard
of sticking plaster and umbrellas,
still trying to hold the corner.