Join Robert Peake and UK poets Alex Bell, Katherine Lockton and John Canfield at the unique North London venue The Room.
Join Robert Peake and Slovakian poet Eleni Cay for a night of poetry at the Torriano Meeting House in Kentish Town.
The summer and autumn months are looking good for poetry.
I will be giving a variety of readings, in a variety of different formats, at various locations throughout the UK, between now and the end of October.
| Ledbury Poetry Festival, July 4th, 15:40 — 16:00|
I will be reading from The Knowledge as part of the “20 Minutes With…” series at Ledbury Poetry Festival. This is one of Britain’s best-loved poetry festivals, and I’m excited to attend. More»
| The Saison Poetry Library at London’s Southbank Centre, August 5th 20:00 — 21:30|
I will be reading from The Silence Teacher alongside fellow UK-based poets published by Poetry Salzburg. More»
| Leicester Shindig, September 21st 19:30 — 21:00|
An ensemble reading and open mic in this much-loved Midlands reading series produced by Nine Arches Press and Crystal Clear Creators. More»
| Rhyme and Rhythm Jazz-Poetry Club in London, October 2nd 20:00 — 22:00|
I’m very excited to perform poetry in collaboration with the London jazz band Special Edition (Louis Cennamo, Barry Parfitt, Tim Stephens and Graham Pike). Hosted by Allen Ashley and Sarah Doyle, with open mic slots available. More»
Hope to see you there!
It is a pleasure to see these poems beside some of the strongest work over the last two years from each member of this unique North London poetry collective. In fact, I think it may be their best volume yet.
Hats off to those involved in its painstaking production. You can get your copy at the Highgate Poets website.
Snow fell across London last night. We used a 5th-century plainsong (“A Solis Ortus Cardine”) and before-and-after photographs from the woods behind our house as the basis for a new film-poem.
I came home tonight to a strange package from New York. In it was a copy of the August 11th issue of The Long Islander, bearing one of my poems. Regarding this historic American newspaper from England, it seems curious to note that its founding by Walt Whitman in 1838 was in the Victorian era, when our North London flat was built. And the location of “Ojai, Ca” beneath my name, once second nature, is finally beginning to feel remote.
I wrote this poem long before I dreamed I’d end up here. My relocation gives the title a new shade of meaning for me, as I seek to blend in with strange surroundings. Sometimes I am unsure myself just whose side I really am on.
Many thanks again to George Wallace for publishing this poem. Click here to read the clipping.