I received my contributor’s copy of The North 57 today, bearing two of my poems. I have long been a subscriber. In fact, this periodical became a fast favourite not long after my emigration to the UK.
Here is a snap of the poems.
You can order this issue, or become a subscriber, on the Poetry Business website.
I received my contributor’s copy of the anthology A Poetry of Elephants today. It is a project I’m proud to have been a part of — not only to be in the company of nearly forty excellent poets — but because all of the proceeds from the sale of the book go to The David Sheldrick Wildlife Trust.
It will make an excellent gift for the Elephant-lover in your life, and is now available to order online. You can also read my poem “Letter to the Last Megafauna” halfway down the homepage on the A Poetry of Elephants website.
Congratulations to publisher Valerie Morton, editor Rebecca Gethin, and all the poets featured. Here’s hoping it does much good for our big-hearted brethren.
St. Albans, our nearest market town here in the English countryside north of London, has been holding a week-long series of events focusing on sustainable living. As part of the proceedings they solicited poems from the local Ver Poets group on an environmental theme. They have been posting a new poem each day, and all are well worth reading.
Today, hot on the heels of America electing a climate-change denier to its highest office, you can read the short poem “What Will Survive Us“, my prognosis for unchecked human exploitation of the natural world.
Read the poem.
Ekphrastic poetry in response to big data? Yes, please.
HSBC collected 16,000 verbatim responses to complete the statement, “Expat Life Is…”. They then commissioned me to write a poem addressing the eight major themes that emerged.
The result is the poem sequence “Eightfold Expat“, which you can listen to and read on the HSBC Expat Explorer website.
My contributor’s copy of Domestic Cherry 5 popped through the post today. I love this little annual. There’s not a dull poem in it.
Mine, called “Patient Refused Dental Anaesthesia“, could only have been written in this conspiracy-mad US election year.
You can see a snap of it here. Get your copy of Domestic Cherry 5 (you won’t be sorry) from their website.
Apropos of a US presidential election year, I have a brief meditation on the nature of binary decisions up at Queen Mob’s Teahouse. The poem is called “Free Will“.
I love Queen Mob’s for their rapacious, eclectic inclusivity, dished with signature wit. You never know what their Twitter handle will get renamed next.
So, do check out the poem, and spend some time getting lost on the site.