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 →

Autumn in Burgundy

After a scorching first week of September, walking two hours a day across the city to work out the shortest cut between new flat and workplace, I spent the second week in rural Burgundy, not far from Macon, which is just over an hour and half from Paris. We stayed at the lovely Janice's house,... Continue Reading →

The North No. 50

Just received my contributor's copy through of perhaps my favourite poetry journal: The North. Very pleased to have my poem 'Glace' included. This is issue 50, with a delicious mango orange cover, a couple of issues on from the 25th anniversary issues 46 and 47. Beautifully produced with 138 poems by 73 poets, articles, 'in... Continue Reading →

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