All this sitting about in cafés

The Sofas, Fogs and Cinemas   I have lived it, and lived it, My nervous, luxury civilisation, My sugar-loving nerves … More

Lifesaving Poets: Gerard Benson

I was saddened to hear of the death of Gerard Benson last week. A poet and anthologist, he was probably … More

The bow and the lyre

I followed a lead, nudged by a hunch, and it brought me here. The book is In Their Own Words (edited by … More

The blogs I read (2)

When Ezra Pound claimed that ‘Poetry is news that stays news’ it is likely he was thinking of Katy Evans-Bush’s Baroque … More

The blogs I read (1)

I was asked the other day which poetry blogs I read. Over the next few posts I will be sharing … More

Publish more!

I was at a thing recently. Not my thing, a good thing. Luminosity filled the evening. In the pouring of … More

Lifesaving Poems: Margaret Avison’s ‘Twilight’

Twilight   Three minutes ago it was almost dark. Now all the darkness is in the leaves (there are no … More

Don’t clap

I once heard Andrew Motion give a poetry reading at a day-conference for teachers, writers and writers in education. There … More

Bringing each other to perfection

One of the most powerful performances on my old Faber cassette tape of Ted Hughes reading his poems is ‘Bride … More

Spun in drafts

Damp white imprints dog the feet; snowbound trolley, snowbound street. Her tip of glove to lip and cheek, “Goodbye.” Go. … More

No rights in this matter

I have been thinking a lot recently about final lines of poems. I’ve always been fond of Seamus Heaney’s comment about … More

You’ve got to eat

The Day After I made a leek and potato soup the day after, prompted by the look of the peeled … More