16 Days of Action Against Domestic Violence #day14 Translated by violence – that witnessing violence, or carrying it out, or being the victim of it changes you in a fundamental way. It sounds obvious written out like that, but there…
16 Days of Action #day13 #16days
16 Days of Action – Day 13 This is the other poem in the sequence that I don’t usually read out loud. I wrote this at Treloyhan Manor Hotel, in St Ives. I was tutoring a residential there with the…
16 Days of Action Against Domestic Violence #Day12 #16days
The Oxford Dictionary defines a “doppelganger” as ‘An apparition or double of a living person’. There’s an interesting article on the BBC here I also found this rather strange website where you can register your details and find your very own…
16 Days of Action Against Domestic Violence #day6
16 Days of Action Against Domestic Violence – Day 6 The painting above is by a fabulous artist called Fran Riley. It hangs in my living room to remind me what I know. Poets have always turned to myth and…
16 Days of Action Against Domestic Violence #day4
16 Days of Action Against Domestic Violence #day4 Whilst I was writing these poems, this sequence, once I realised that was what I was doing, I started to look around for other poets who had written about violence or trauma.…
16 Days of Action Against Domestic Violence – Day 3
16 Days of Action – day 3 A few years ago – I think maybe the summer of 2014, I booked onto a residential poetry course with Ian Duhig and Ruth Padel at Ty Newydd. It was a great week…
16 Days of Action against Domestic Violence #day2
16 Days of Action Against Domestic Violence – Day 2 There is a beautiful poem by the poet C.P. Cavafy called ‘Body, Remember’ or sometimes ‘Remember, Body’ depending on the translation. You can find one translation of it here but…
16 Days of Action Against Domestic Violence
I wanted to take part in this last year – but by the time I realised it was happening, half of the 16 days had gone. It seemed important to start at the beginning, to take part all the way…
Sunday Poem – James Caruth
Evening all. I’ve dragged myself away from editing my collection with great difficulty tonight to write this post – which is strange because I had to really force myself to start editing. I think I was worried because I knew…
Sunday Poem – Carrie Etter
It has been so long since I have written this blog in the daylight – the last couple of weeks have been speed typing at half an hour before midnight. This week has been as busy as usual – on…
