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Tag: Poetry
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
In memory of Michael Baldwin
I am taking a break from writing brand new blog posts over the summer. Instead of posting new work I … More
Ann Gray’s genius
I am taking a break from writing brand new blog posts over the summer. Instead of posting new work I … More
Saying goodbye to Smiths Knoll
I am taking a break from writing brand new blog posts over the summer. Instead of posting new work I … 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
T.S. Eliot’s ‘Hysteria’
I am taking a break from writing brand new blog posts over the summer. Instead of posting new work I … More
Teaching people who hate poetry
I am taking a break from writing brand new blog posts over the summer. Instead of posting new work I … More
Losing my ambition
I am taking a break from writing brand new blog posts over the summer. Instead of posting new work I … More
When one poet rescues another poet
I am taking a break from writing brand new blog posts over the summer. Instead of posting new work I … More
Eating Outside, by Stephen Berg
I am taking a break from writing brand new blog posts over the summer. Instead of posting new work I … More
My hero: Michael Laskey
I am taking a break from writing brand new blog posts over the summer. Instead of posting new work I … 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
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 got without flight bags. We saunter beside a … 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
The man kept piling things on
I am driving to a thing. Not a famous thing, an out of the way thing. A classroom, perhaps. … More
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