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Category: Poetry
On judging
I have been asked to judge a thing. A good thing. A serious thing. (But this isn’t about that. We … More
Thomas Lux’s syntax
I first heard Thomas Lux’s poems before I read them. In the autumn of 2000 I was sent a tape … More
Adélia Prado’s tone
She started as a name. There I was, following my nose, minding my own business, trying to ignore all instincts … More
A new poem, ‘S’, from Antiphon Issue 12
I am delighted to be included in Issue Twelve of Antiphon poetry magazine. You can read my new poem, ‘S’, … More
Beverly Rycroft’s missing
The other day I was asked what I look for in poetry. Needing to give a quick answer I said: I … More
Lyrical
I am delighted to be included in Lyrical, a new anthology of poems with my friends Cole Moreton, Katherine Venn, … More
Aldeburgh Poetry Festival Blog Posts
Below is a collection of my blog posts for the 2014 Aldeburgh Poetry Festival. I will update it as I … More
Influences: Peter Bourke
In 1991 we moved to a house in Brixton, south London. Of all our welcomes, that of our neighbour, the … More
Lifesaving Poems: the book
Photograph © Bloodaxe Books Ltd I am delighted to announce that my Lifesaving Poems series of blog posts has now become … More
Two tiny poems
The online poetry magazine dedicated to very short poems, Nutshells and Nuggets, has taken two new poems of mine. You … More
The Good, in memory of Anna Craft
My friend and colleague Anna Craft has died. She was famous -if that is the right word- as a researcher … More
Coming home to Aldeburgh
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. Robert Frost … More
The People of the Other Village, by Thomas Lux
One of the poets I am most looking forward to listening to at the Aldeburgh Poetry Festival in November is … More
Holidays, not term time
Never having succeeded at school, I’ve always thought of poetry as the holidays, not term time. Hugo Williams In November … More
Not exactly fearless
Someone who knows me very well knocked me sideways with a comment the other day. Remarking on this blog, … More
It is summer for months
It Is Summer for Months Clothes are skimpy and tans are gotwithout flight bags.We saunter beside a canalwhere horses pull … More
Lifesaving Poems: Naomi Shihab Nye’s ‘The Art of Disappearing’
The Art of Disappearing When they say Don’t I know you?say no. When they invite you to the partyremember what … More