There are statues and there are living statues

If the last month has been about anything, it's been about stillness by way of statuary. And yet, September, with 'la rentrée', is really about the complete opposite of the static, more the freneticness (as opposed to frenzy) of dense boulevards of traffic as Paris fills up again. You realise that in August you were... Continue Reading →

Swimming Lessons Etc

Well, it's almost 2 months since my last post. Apart from a serious eye injury a week ago when a plastic cork exploded in my left eye, while celebrating moving into my new flat, meaning I have spent a considerable amount of time in the French national eye hospital behind Bastille opera house - I... Continue Reading →

My heart in Herts

Moving to Paris has meant, despite the easy-peasy but not-so-cheap Eurostar, that I've not been able to get to as many London-based events as I'd like. It also means that it has been harder to attend my workshop groups, the monthly Highgate Poets (I'm still a member and currently one of three editors working on... Continue Reading →

April in Paris

Though I have been attending English-language poetry events, particularly on Thursdays in Belleville and once a month just off the Rue de Rivoli, I've been eager to orient myself in contemporary French poetry. A good place to start is just a stone's throw from the Pompidou, off the rue Saint-Martin, in the wonderful Passage Molière. I have become... Continue Reading →

Wordsmiths and Wordsworth

It's a fortnight now since my weekend up in the Lakes, with the other 13 poets from the Writing School who I have been working with over the last 18 months: Kim, Pam, Jennifer, Jane, Lydia, River, Fokkina, Gina, Liz, David, Noel, Jim and Alan, as well as Ann and Peter, our brilliant tutors. All... Continue Reading →

Trains, Rains and Autocorrect

Aaaaaargh! Or as Browning says at the beginning of 'Soliloquy of the Spanish Cloister', a poem I have been busy 'echoing' with the help of my i-phone, 'Gr-r-r—there go, my heart's abhorrence!' Thing is, my heart abhors the fact that I haven't posted in over 2 months, my head abhors it too. I have been... Continue Reading →

Long Time No Post

I haven't posted in 6 weeks for some odd reason. This more or less corresponds with the week I had my bag stolen at the Culture Rapide Thursday poetry night in Belleville, and then last night, when I returned for the first time, pockets bulging, but no bag. It was of course a wonderful evening... Continue Reading →

October Update

I'm still thinking about the incredible poem performed last week by Jason McGimsey at the Thursday night Paris Lit Up spoken word held at the Culture Rapide cafe in Belleville. See the carousel of photos here. Jason read his own translation into English of an extended poem by surrealist Romanian poet Gherasim Luca, who often wrote in... Continue Reading →

New in Town

I have been in Paris over 6 weeks now and somehow not had time to write a post. I am really surprised how much there is going on in terms of English language poetry, not just at Shakespeare & Co. In fact, there is something most evenings, so it has been great to leave work... Continue Reading →

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