Away From Me Patience Agbabi

Away From Me Patience Agbabiand I was writing myself out of a hole I thought that actually was writing myself into a hole I think and Other Poems came as I was writing to a joyful bigger and bigger and bigger inflating when a TN or Star is dying it gets bigger in bigger and thats how you know its nearly expired it comes colossal how much writing was found to be on the right size size of what passes through me when my send my voice out what comes back what happens to other

a commitment to his writing and boundless cynicism about writers and the arts industry

the folly of dissipation and reflecting on lives lived – mixing words in search of a tonic

evil bats and positively heroic ones

I take a Manorbier pebble

and his dreams snuffed out by his hypochondriac mother

beautiful and terrible

By focussing equally on Kitchener’s music as on his hitherto undocumented private and political life

Fereydun Refiq Hilmi

of births and becoming

high-brown Nanette Hinckson

who lived and worked in Jerusalem and Tunis for many years and is one of France’s most important contemporary poets

becomes immobile