National Poetry Day (week of)
So Thursday is National Poetry Day, which I shall be celebrating with my Hastings Stanza group, doing what poets do… agonising over line-breaks, […]
Author: Robin Houghton
Chaucer
One of the highlights of my first year on the York MA in 2020 was being introduced to The House of Fame by […]
Season of mists and new starts
Autumn creeping up, and with it, as always, changes. I’m upset about the Queen’s death, more perhaps than I thought I would be. […]
Orford Ness
Some years ago now I visited Orford Ness Nature Reserve, a strange and mysterious place on the coast of Suffolk. Strange in the […]
On feeding The Lake
The spreadsheet of poetry magazines is forever growing, albeit slowly. Even though I’m adding perhaps eight to ten titles each quarter, there are […]
Oh hello! Quick catch up
What was I doing all last month? Mostly singing (I passed my Grade 8 with merit – hurrah!), the odd party (friends with […]
Currently inspired by…
Writing inspiration comes in all shapes and sizes I suppose. I was recently at a Charleston Festival event (Sheila Hancock in conversation with […]
Chewing the cud & going off-piste
A small window has opened up between sinus headaches for me to write an overdue blog post… the cold-y sinus-y stuff prevented me […]
At last, some (a)live poetry events
Having missed three Hastings Stanza meetings due to a choir commitment, next month I’m so looking forward to workshopping with everyone again around […]
A little tough love for poetry magazines
Today and yesterday have been spreadsheet days – visiting poetry magazines websites and trying to dig out the info that I (and anyone […]