Nature and Place

Nature and Place

We have had a few anxious emails asking what exactly we are looking for in entries for this competition, (apart, of course, from poems that reach out and intoxicate the reader). I’m going to try to answer this, but unfortunately, for those of you who like clear...
A WITNESS

A WITNESS

A WITNESS I’ve been watching the letterbox, I’ve been watching her at the letterbox. Her arm is stuck in the rectangle, but not stuck getting out she can’t seem to get it any farther in. A gloss-eyed pot fox peers through the doily curtain with me,...
Sanctuary

Sanctuary

Sanctuary I’d like to be able to say this is an epiphany but it’s not. I want to press on home. I’m anointed by the light of the phone box, looking out on hard rain, the closed off-licence. It’s clean of cards and dry enough here. Only the...
The Seagull now eating my sandwich

The Seagull now eating my sandwich

The Seagull now eating my sandwich computes a multimap of all the local take-outs behind his brassy glare. Bird-brained, above us all, he sat-navs through south-westerlies, tunnels low cloud, champions right of way over starling and rook. Inland, he takes his Welcome...
What you left out

What you left out

What you left out The first time I heard it, its notes went through me like milk through water, clouding into my bones so I knew the end before it had even begun. I sat and listened as you told me the story of the old man and his three daughters, how he loved them all...
The Rialto/RSPB Nature Poetry Competition results

The Rialto/RSPB Nature Poetry Competition results

The judges, Sir Andrew Motion and Mark Cocker, decided on the following winners for the Rialto/RSPB Nature Poetry Competition. They are; ‘East Sabino Sunrise Circle’ by Pat Winslow (First Prize) ‘Winter Apple’ by Gina Wilson (Second Prize)...

Sheep – Michael Mackmin

If I invert Sir Philip Sidney’s famous maxim (‘to teach and to delight’) I get a statement, of sorts, that the key to learning to be a reader of poetry is in the ability to learn and to be delighted. And here’s something that will help tune you...

A day at the poetry

The Cley Little Festival of Poetry, in my experience, circles around the village of Cley but doesn’t settle there, ranging between Sheringham and Wiveton along the coast road. They very generously invite me to suggest themes, poets etc., from time to time and...

Riding the Line

I was moved to write this piece after reading a Robert Penn article in this month’s Cycling Plus where he argues that poetic thinking and cycling are incompatible, and quotes Diane Ackerman: “When I go biking… the world is breaking someone else’s heart”. It’s a strong...