Joanna Preston: Tasmanaut Poet
This is a post I was going to … um, post … quite a while ago, but then life overtook me. And then (metaphorically) ran me off the road, and I’ve been trudging my way back to (metaphorical/mental/temporal) civilisation ever since. It comes from discussions with my students about what it means to be a …
Continue reading "New Year, New Resolutions for Writers: time to fan-girl (or -boy, or -non-binary)"
So here we are again, with the final few hours of the year ticking down. It’s been quite a year. I’m not going to touch on news, current events, politics etc (just take argh as read) – I’ve had to stop listening to roughly half my podcasts for the sake of my emotional wellbeing (you …
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I’ve talked before about bad book titles, but I came across this article on the truly horrible covers for some Wordsworth Classics and decided It Needed To Be Shared More Widely. (Having said that, I found the link on Beattie’s Book Blog, which numbers its subscribers at least an order of magnitude higher than mine …
Today I took possession of Helen Bacand’s books and poetry files. It was a difficult thing, and I had to have a few moments of sitting in the car, staring at the the windscreen wipers before I was able to pull myself together enough to drive safely. The papers were hard, but the thing that …
for Stewart Had we shelf-space enough, and time, This gluttony, lady, were no crime. We would sit down and read away The afternoons of our love’s long day; You, by the fickle muse’s side Through Poetry stroll; I, in the tide Of Comedians’ Biographies drift. We would Build ourselves an ark of Fantasy, and flood The kitchen-cum-dining …
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A Dark Feathered Art 