Play-poems and bardbots!
Advent is upon us, and we’ve been celebrating over at Sidekick Books! Every day we’ve opened a new window of poetry mishmashery, featuring: i) Hybardrid Twitterbots, mixing famous poets with other poets and other texts…
Poets Are So Excited – but does anybody care?
Social media is tricky for poets, but we need to stop hammering the “so excited” key, expecting it to excite others by osmosis.
What a piece of work: poetry and technophobia
The robots are here and they’re writing poetry. Beyond the outrage and scorn of human readers, could there be some work of interest?
Chain reactions: Found in Translation at Club Inegales
I was lucky enough to take part in a series of workshops with Club Inegales, throwing together poets, illustrators and musicians.
Does poetry need genre boundaries?
Shopping for poetry is tricky if you don’t have a name in mind. Could genre boundaries offer a new way of browsing?
Haul Monitor: Collage, Tomboys and Crows
I’ve received a couple of fantastic things through the post of late, and thought I’d share the excitement. Pamphlet: Tomboys by Jon Stone. The pamphlet is an ode to three anime heroines: Utena from Revolutionary…
Bad ad poetry? HIRE POETS.
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…
Poem: I’ve less than a minute to convince you
The poetry of choice, or, bookshop blues
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…