Seven years ago today, at about this time of day, I received a phone call confirming the passing of Martin Lucas, haiku and tanka poet and editor.Here are a few of Martin’s haiku, selected from the first and final (#12) issues of Snapshots haiku magazine, edited, respectively, by John Barlow in 1998 and John and… Continue reading On Martin Lucas again
It’s nearly three weeks now since Lyn and I moved from Thames Ditton to Rotherham. Since then, it’s been jolly cold, as it seems to have been everywhere in the UK, and full Lockdown in England has been in place until today, when anyone who’s hard(y) and/or desperate enough can go and drink outside (but… Continue reading On moving to Rotherham
Readings really are like buses - none come along for ages and then, well, you know the rest. So, I was delighted when Katie Griffiths invited me to be part of the launch event for her wonderful forthcoming Nine Arches Press collection, The Attitudes. It’s on Thursday 22 April, at 7.30pm (British Summer Time). Tickets… Continue reading Nine Arches reading
Following the thoroughly enjoyable part 1 of the Red Door Poets readings last Sunday, the link is now available to get a (free) ticket for part 2, on Sunday 11 April, at 6pm (British Summer Time), which will feature Beatríz Echeverri, Gillie Robic and me, plus our three guest readers.
Readers of this ’ere blog may remember that I am a member of the Red Door Poets, a collective of nine poets who, in normal times, meet fortnightly behind the red door of one of the nine, Mary Mulholland, for poem workshopping and chewing of the poetic fat. In Lockdown, meetings have mutated into weekly… Continue reading Red Door Poets
Three more of my OPOI reviews have been published on Sphinx, of excellent pamphlets by: Steve Ely, Daniel Fraser and Cliff Yates.
I’ve long admired the Words for the Wild website, not just for the writing it features but also how stylishly it does so. I’m very happy, then, to have a poem of mine, ‘Swallowing the Toad’ (which, before you start sniggering, isn’t a euphemism) from The Evening Entertainment, on there as part of the Gilbert… Continue reading Words for The Wild
Nowadays, the words ‘great’ and ‘greatest’ are bandied around with egregious abandon, but a strong claim can be made for averring that Edward Burra (1905–1976) was the greatest British painter of the Twentieth Century. Certainly he was, as Jonathan Meades described him in a Radio 4 Great Lives programme, “the greatest watercolourist imaginable”.In a career… Continue reading On Edward Burra
around the headstoneof one who died at twenty:wind-puffed primrosesThis haiku of mine, published in Presence 56, resulted from a trip a couple of late-Februarys ago to Sheepleas, a nature reserve maintained by Surrey Wildlife Trust between West Horsley and East Horsley. The easiest access to Sheepleas is via the track beside St Mary’s church, the… Continue reading Sheepleas
Not for the first time I found myself the other day nodding with recognition at a post by Matthew Stewart on his ever-readable blog Rogue Strands. One important aspect of his ruminations is that he asks questions about poetry today, but he doesn’t purport to have all the answers – and let’s face it, who… Continue reading The information