The Master’s Tools: the poetry and perversion of control
Self-interview about Hot Cockalorum and its folklore, kink and animal familiars.
Self-interview about Hot Cockalorum and its folklore, kink and animal familiars.
On the 80s cult classic, neurodivergence, and Sarah as the perfect imperfect icon.
I reviewed two poetry collections for Poetry Wales: Matthew Haigh’s Death Magazine and Roberto Pastore’s Hey Bert. Read on for teasers!
As if interspecies paranormal relationships weren’t enough, I’ve written for The Rumpus on the parallel insecurities in writing and kink.
Aaron Kent, Editor of Broken Sleep Books, conducts unusual interviews: the questions and answers take the form of poetry.
Social media is tricky for poets, but we need to stop hammering the “so excited” key, expecting it to excite others by osmosis.
The robots are here and they’re writing poetry. Beyond the outrage and scorn of human readers, could there be some work of interest?
Shopping for poetry is tricky if you don’t have a name in mind. Could genre boundaries offer a new way of browsing?
Living in London, we’re surrounded by TFL’s abominable Travel Better London posters, with their godawful doggerel. First, you spot one and sigh gently to yourself. Then you notice another. And another. Ye gods, they’re all…
A confession. I hate shopping for poetry. At least in physical shops. Don’t get me wrong. I love and adore bookshops. They are a joy and absolutely crucial to the publishing industry. And I love…