Advent meditation 2

One of the things I have learned about myself in the last year or so is that I can sometimes…

Advent meditation

I like to think of myself as a pretty consistent person. I look askance with a certain smugness at the…

I’m delighted to announce that The Wind and the Rain, my sixth collection of poems, will be published with Blue…

Thank you to everyone who stopped by and liked or commented on yesterday’s blog post about the UCU strike action…

Today was not a normal day of work for me. Instead of teaching my amazing students, I chose to participate…

I was privileged to meet and work with the late writer and critic Kevin Jackson in 2011. We tutored a…

What’s been happening? Well, not much. Which is another, deflecting, way of saying quite a lot, actually. So much that…

Heather Trickey was a social research scientist, charity worker, Quaker and poet. In 2020, during the first Covid lockdown, she…

My personal poetry highlight of the summer was listening to Roger Robinson read and be in conversation with Pádraig Ó…

The other day I bumped into Tomaž Šalamun. I was enjoying the last few hours of walking around Ljubljana, took…

A huge thank you to Ken Head and Helen Ivory at Ink Sweat & Tears for this review of Riddance…

A huge shout out and massive thank you to Maria Taylor and her wonderful Commonplace blog, where yesterday I discovered…

It was the dying of the light of my time on Twitter. Days when I miss it, I think of…

I walked into the middle of a Ted Hughes poem the other week. An early morning dog walk, like any…

Early May. Sitting in the bay window upstairs at Cricklewood revising for finals. My pink vest and purple jeans phase.…

I said here a couple of years ago that Natalie Jabbar’s blog of curated poems each April is like a…

But first came Plath. After Ursuala Le Guin, the only female author we studied (OK – Jane Austen). Her name…

Our tiny minds blown by ‘The Wreck of the Deutschland’, ‘Spelt From Sibyl’s Leaves’ and ‘As Kingfisher’s Catch Fire’, we…