Advent poems 14: The Poet Wearies, by Adélia Prado

The Poet Wearies   I’ve had it with being Your herald. Everybody has a voice, why am I the one … More

#NaBloPoMo 15 – from the archives: On finding Adélia Prado

She started as a name. There I was, following my nose, minding my own business, trying to ignore all instincts … More

Climbing up the walls

Or perhaps you’re waiting at the bus stop. You could text someone. But if you said ‘no’ to the text, … More

Why do it?

because of the words and because of the books because of the woman in the anorak at the swimming baths … More

Poetry highlights of 2014

  I have so much to be grateful for in 2014. The year began in one of my temporary fits … More

Mostly all the time nearly everything

Everyone who enters the stage begins by saying thank you * That silence * Mostly nearly all the time * … More

An interview with Adélia Prado

On the Saturday afternoon of the Aldeburgh Poetry Festival, Festival Director Naomi Jaffa conducted an interew with Adélia Prado, and … More

On generosity

By the time you read this I will be far away from here. It has not happened yet, but I … More

The soldier, the cauliflower, the walking, the monkey and the man’s bottom

Sitting over toast and marmalade with Peter Sansom yesterday morning he said to me: ‘I don’t bother with novels any … More