‘If there is snow outside then it follows
there must be a character outside in the snow‘
Issue 11 of bath magg is live, and I am delighted that it includes my poem ‘The missing’ .
Many thanks to editors Mariah Whelan, Joe Carrick-Varty, and Gboyega Odubanjo.
You can read the poem here: ‘The missing‘.
“After the fistfight which was more of a scuffle — a circle /
of kids around us chanting fight when it wasn’t“
The Interpreter’s House issue 79 is now live. I’m delighted the issue contains my poem ‘Circle (tarot)’.
Many thanks to editors Georgi Gill and Louise Peterkin.
You can read the poem here: Circle (tarot).
“It happened in the sand dunes, so I’m told. I don’t remember.“
Cordite Poetry Review issue 108 is now live. The issue has the theme of Dedication, and it contains my poem ‘Broken (interaction)’.
Many thanks to editors Lou Garcia-Dolnik, Luke Patterson, and Kent MacCarter!
You can read the poem here: ‘Broken (interaction)‘
“Rain is coming the weatherman says. I know from bar gossip that he’s working on a stage play that won’t be staged.“
Issue 31 of Bending Genres is now live. It contains my piece ‘Ash Darlings’. Many thanks to Meg Tuite and Robert Vaughan!
You can read the piece here: Ash Darlings.
Very pleased that two of my poems appear in issue 11 of The Shore.
The poems are The Gallery and No mountains, great lakes, cliffs,
Thank you to the editorial team!
The most we can do is to write – intelligently, creatively, critically, evocatively – about what it is like living in the world at this time.
— Oliver Sacks, quoted in Bill Hayes, My Life with Oliver Sacks, The Observer, 26 March 2017
In 1966 […] I was reading graffiti in the waiting room at Alderley Edge Station. One, done in chalk, was: “Janet Heathcoat = Alan Flask. It is true.” Somebody had added, in silver lipstick, without punctuation or a capital letter: “not really now not any more”. And the sky fell on me. The result was the novel Red Shift, six years’ work, finished in 1972.
from a great piece by Alan Garner on creativity, in the New Statesman here.
Memo to self: re-read Red Shift this summer.
A.D. Harper