The line that’s been buzzing round my head this week is the final phrase from Michael Laskey’s miracle poem of … More
Category: Michael Laskey
Praise the Rain
Praise the Rain Praise the rain; the seagull diveThe curl of plant, the raven talk—Praise the hurt, the house slackThe … More
‘Clear of the wheel of myself’: Workshopping Michael Laskey’s ‘Bike’
Bike You, who have borne three sons of mine, still bear my weight routinely, transporting me. An odd … More
#NaBloPoMo 22 – When Josephine Corcoran interviewed me
As we draw to the end of NaBloPoMo, I have invited Josephine Corcoran to collaborate with me on a joint-interview. … More
#NaBloPoMo 8 -Try to Praise the Mutilated World
Try to Praise the Mutilated World Try to praise the mutilated world. Remember June’s long days, and wild strawberries, … More
Lifesaving Poems: Michael Laskey’s ‘Bike’
It was a huge privilege to share poems in workshops I gave at the Greenbelt festival last weekend. Here is … More
Influence
‘Did you hear?’ says the book. ‘Ted Hughes’s brother has died.’ ‘I did see that, yes,’ I say. ’95, though. … More
Lifesaving Poems: Ted Kooser’s ‘A Rainy Morning’
A Rainy Morning A young woman in a wheelchair, wearing a black nylon poncho spattered with rain, is pushing … More
Laskey
Some writers influence you through the pull of their imagination on your work, opening up new worlds as you read … More
Guest blog post: On moving on, by Dean Parkin
I have been sorting. I have been chucking. It’s been the recurring theme over the last eighteen months. I cleared … More
Guest blog post: Endings and Legacies, by Naomi Jaffa
In terms of my poetry world, 2015 has turned out to be a year of endings and legacies. The Poetry … More
Naomi Jaffa on the legacy of The Aldeburgh Poetry Festival
Don’t miss tomorrow’s guest blog post by Naomi Jaffa, in which she reminisces about two of her favourite poets from … 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
Influences: my first reader
My first reader was a man called Fergus. A friend of a flatmate at university, I never got to … 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
Lifesaving Poems: Kath Mckay’s ‘Father’s Day 1970’
During the Christmas period I am reposting some old posts from my archive. Wishing all my readers a very … More
I have read nothing for months
During the Christmas period I am reposting some old posts from my archive. Wishing all my readers a very happy … More
Why we need Aldeburgh
Dan O’Brien began by saying he wasn’t really a poet, but a ‘moonlighting playwright’. Selima Hill took out her glasses, … More