The launch of the new printed magazine Strix is at the Hyde Park Book Club in Leeds tomorrow, Wednesday 5 July, from 7:00pm. Editors Ian Harker and Andrew Lambeth are looking for poems and short fiction for the next issue. My poem Whitby Scenes made the first issue and I’m sorry to miss the launch: I’m heading down to Devon where I’ll be reading later this week at the “Ways with Words” literary festival at Dartington and meeting up with a poet friend en route.
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Almassera Vella
I have just returned from the Old Olive Press, the Almassera Vella, in Relleu, a poetry writing week with the excellent Ann Sansom from the Poetry Business. This was my sixth visit and it was a perfect time: writing new work in the morning, time to type up poems or have a swim, leisurely lunch with the other poets and with Christopher North. A published and prize-winning poet himself, he has run the Almassera Vella with his wife Marisa since 2002. The olive press has been retained, there is an infinity pool with views of the terraces and a small white hermitage on the hill outside the village. Inside there is a library with over 3,000 books. There are a few bars in the village and it’s only just an hour’s drive from Alicante airport. As well as attending poetry courses, you can book self-catering accommodation next to the Old Olive Press for writing retreats.
broken blue chess piece
the morning after the storm –
our words, free as swifts
Gleaming in the sun…
This morning I went into Manchester city centre for my appointment with Anthony, the hairdresser. He too thought that everything is “a notch down”, quieter, people being subdued. I admire the bee tattoo that his colleague had done last week on her upper right arm. From Cross Street I can see flowers spilling out from St Ann’s Square, the balloons gleaming in the sun.
today the sun shines
on us and the sleeping dog
being shaped from sand
14 Ways to Write an Ekphrastic Poem
You will find this interesting and useful article on the website of the poet Martyn Crucefix. He gives examples of poems under each of the 14 headings. I came across the article just the other week, timely as I’m doing a Poetry School course held at the Manchester Art Gallery.
Martyn has divided these 14 ways into five subgroups:- Through Description, Through Ventriloquism, Through Interrogation, Through Giving an Account and, finally, Come At a Tangent. He suggests people try to write one a day for the next fortnight.
I doubt I’ll manage one a day, but I’ve taken heart from the article: I have lots of abandoned ekphrastic poems, because one tutor was adamant that such poems have no merit if they merely describe!
World Poetry Day
I ran away to sea many years ago. In 1969 I arrived in London as an economic migrant and went to register with the “Aliens Office”. P&O Lines Ltd had offered me a job as a WAP (Woman Assistant Purser) and I joined my first ship, the Arcadia. The small flags on my blue uniform jacket and white dresses showed that I could speak Dutch, French and German to all the European passengers who were going to start a new life in Australia and New Zealand.
The haiku below was first published in the 2004 Members’ Anthology of the British Haiku Society. The theme that year was “Other”.
down on the quayside
the band playing; their faces
already smaller
Happy World Poetry Day!
Joan
To honour International Women’s Day I’m posting this poem about a woman. It was first published in The Best of Manchester Poets, vol. 2, published by Puppywolf (2011). I aimed to give the reader enough clues (the Gauloises cigarettes, the stubborn streak) for them to be able to guess the identity of this woman before they read the final lines.
It’s a good prompt: with which historical figure (famous or infamous) could you have gone to school, college, university with? Did you even sit next to them in the classroom? What were they like then?
Joan
One of the girls I went to college with
was Joan who’d left home early.
She smoked Gauloises, had a stubborn
streak, wanted to study philosophy.
We thought she was depressed; she cut
herself and once put out a cigarette on her arm.
I wish I’d asked her why. I can see her now
with that hair cropped short, staring straight ahead.
People shouting, the smoke, the crackling fire.
Too hot, I need to step back.
Broken biscuits
I’m chuffed to learn that my prose poem Broken biscuits has made it into an anthology of poems about Yorkshire, published by Valley Press. The proofs came through the other day. I am in good company with many well-known poets including the current Poet Laureate Carol Ann Duffy.
The launch is in Leeds on Saturday 18 March, a few days after I’m launching Another life in the International Anthony Burgess Foundation here in Manchester. A good many poems in the book were written there in the Engine Room.
I admire those poets who perform a piece from memory. I’ve decided to learn Broken biscuits well enough so I can perform it from memory: Is there poetry in broken biscuits? Discuss. The short answer is yes, provided it is articulated in the unashamedly Yorkshire, tongue-in-cheek, twinkle-in-the-voice tones of … (insert name of a very well-known poet living in Barnsley)…
“…wicked, weird and insightful.”
The new Orbis arrived yesterday and I was very pleased to see that it included a review of my debut collection by Noel Williams. It’s a perceptive review, identifying my wish for more to be intended than said in my work, the unexpected insights that result from shifts in viewpoint and the surrealism. The review ends:-
“The simplicity of some of these poems belies their subtlety. It’s a collection written with an intelligence that’s wicked, weird and insightful.”
With that I’m off down to London in a few days to read at Fourth Friday (which is at a temporary venue in South London while the Poetry Café is being refurbished). I’m reading with Wendy Klein who was a fellow student at the Writing School.
Another life
Here are piles of blue books with the colourful cover image – a painting by my brother-in-law – and glowing endorsements. Publication of Another life is perfectly timed: I’ll be giving my debut collection as Christmas presents. Some friends and family members have already ordered additional copies too. Manchester city centre is heaving with the crowds attracted by the Christmas markets, so the launch is postponed till early 2017.
I sold my first copy last Saturday to Pansy Maurer-Alvarez who’d flown in from Strasbourg to read at Barlow’s Cigarette. She’s published by KFS – knivesforksandspoonspress.co.uk. I very much liked her work. And the invite to read got me to brush up and polish some more experimental work and “found” poems. It was fun to include German and Dutch words and phrases and my performance was well received.
Covent Garden tube station
Covent Garden tube station and Manchester Cathedral is where you could have heard my poems this month. My poem This too is art was one of six winners in the quarterly competition for members of the Poetry Society. I gave permission for it to be printed and handed out to people passing their stand. Along with some of the other winning poems on the theme of ‘Messages’ it was recorded by staff and played all day on National Poetry Day (6 October) in Covent Garden tube station – ticket office, lift, platforms – just like any other announcement. One feels for the staff in the ticket office!
I always enter the annual Manchester Cathedral Poetry Competition. It’s local and any money left goes to charity. This year one of the three I sent was Highly Commended by Jo Bell. She read after Michael Symmons Roberts delivered his talk on Poetry and Religion. It’s a slightly daunting venue, but the poet-in-residence Rachel Mann put everyone at ease and it was a great experience.
My lucky streak in competitions has ended: nothing in the Torbay and Buxton. But the collection is definitely being published this year! It’s all done; just waiting for two poets to send some kind words for the back cover…
