James Schuyler: Centenary year celebrations

Open call for guest blog posts celebrating the life and work of James Schuyler This November, we celebrate the centenary … More

On having allies

I once heard a senior British poet warming to a riff during a reading on the topic of the acknowledgements … More

This time last year, I had begun a third period waiting for a response to a new manuscript of poems. … More

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

On a spring day as far from ‘late in dour October’ it would be harder to imagine, James Schuyler’s The … More

I am delighted to announce that Blue Diode have accepted my new poetry manuscript and will publish my sixth collection, … More

So this is a bit spooky. All week I had in mind these marvellous final words from Lucille Clifton’s poem … More

For several weeks before Christmas I had these words from Ian McMillan’s peerless ‘Stone, I Presume’ rattling around my head. … More

Just a few hours left of 2021. Time to reflect on what this year has been. Until a week or … More

Two great lines for the price of one (it is Christmas, after all) this week, from Marie Howe’s extraordinary poem … More