I turned up to yesterday’s Brighton Poetry Stanza meeting with pretty much a clean sheet regarding how we’d spend the time. Although it was scheduled…
Poetry
I turned up to yesterday’s Brighton Poetry Stanza meeting with pretty much a clean sheet regarding how we’d spend the time. Although it was scheduled…
I’m about halfway through my mission to write (or at least start) a poem a day. I wish I could say it’s been easy. I…
Last week I wasn’t able to get along to the first Pighog poetry night in Brighton as it was Nick’s birthday so we ate out…
So what do we think of sestinas? A fun exercise? A thankless exercise? A beautiful form best used sparingly? Hackneyed tell-tale sign of creative writing…
It was hot stuff last night in the basement of the Poetry Cafe. I was just about ready to pass out in the second half…
Six of us from the Brighton Stanza are reading this evening alongside six Forest Poets (Waltham Forest) in a ‘Stanza Bonanza’. I don’t think it’s…
Confession: my poem-a-day pledge has stuttered. I’ve actually been a bit ill, although there’s little evidence for it, and if I worked a 9 –…
After my recent musings on answering the ‘what does it mean’ question, I was happy to come across this in the Letters of Ted Hughes:…