I’ve had a rough day today. I’ve spent most of it in bed with a horrible cold. I’ve been ignoring this cold since Thursday but I succumbed today and spent the morning feeling very sorry for myself. I didn’t get…
Sunday Poem – Bob Horne
I’m sat in my writing room looking out at darkness once again. That isn’t entirely accurate of course. I can see the edges of the houses whose back gardens lead onto ours. I can make out the shape of a…
Sunday Poem – Lisa Brockwell
I’m not in my writing room today – sat on the sofa instead, in front of the T.V because I’ve been watching the wonderfulness that is Gogglebox. Last time I watched this, I was in Groningen in Holland, curled up…
October Residential – Guest Poet
I’m really excited to announce that Sarah Hymas will be our guest poet for the October Residential Poetry Course. She is a poet, performer and artistbook maker. Her writing has appeared in print, multimedia exhibits, dance videos, lyrics, pyrotechnical installations,…
Sunday Poem – Myra Schneider
No view today apart from the dark, and my own reflection in the window, and through the gaps of the houses opposite, I can see a few streetlights, and one window in the house opposite has a light on. It’s only…
Sunday Poem – Linda Gregerson
It is glorious sunshine today here, though half of the garden is already in shadow, now that it is mid-afternoon. The hawthorn tree is still covered in red berries, and at the bottom of the garden, the laurel bushes that we…
Sunday Poem – Cheryl Pearson
I’m writing this in my still-lovely writing room. It’s now finished! I put another floor-to-ceiling cupboard in yesterday and filled it with various bits, so now, although it’s small, I’ve got floor space to scoot around on my office chair.…
October Residential Poetry Course
I had a great meeting with my co-tutor Jennifer Copley today. We spent the afternoon planning the timetable and workshops that we’ll be running at our upcoming Poetry Residential at Abbot Hall Hotel in Grange-Over-Sands. The residential is running from Monday 24th…
Sunday Poem – Andrew Hopkins
I’ve spent this week trying and failing to get to sleep at a reasonable hour. I don’t usually struggle with sleeping – so this has been a whole new experience for me. I am blaming this on over-excitement – I had my…
Sunday Poem – Jennifer Copley
I can’t remember if I told you all about this last week, but while I was away in Malaga my husband built wall-to-ceiling shelves in our box room, which is now going to be my writing room. Although I’ve had…