Monthly Archives: September 2009

elegantly dressed Baroque

It’s the first Elegantly Dressed Wednesday in quite a while, and we have – not a Baroque painter, or a Pope, or a tormented ex-furniture designer to thank, but a punk kid who argued with her art teacher. The only … Continue reading

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Forward Ho! small presses take over UK poetry scene flash extra

Okay – I finally got my copy of the Forward Prize anthology – only a week after it was posted in Cambridge! Thank you Post Office, I really am grateful. Sharp-eyed and otherwise well-informed readers will know that the reason … Continue reading

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letter to my GP

Dear Dr My GP, I am writing to you today about my ankle. I hope you don’t mind, but I am writing to you via my blog, as I have already whetted my readers’ appetites for news of the Baroque … Continue reading

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going for Baroque, once again

Okay. I have shaken off a simply enormous, terrifying, slobbery black dog, and I am going for a swim (in case they then tell me I can’t) and then, at protracted length I’m sure (the 276 bus on a Sunday? … Continue reading

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happy birthday Mr Eliot

Here he is, as I’m in a ghostly mood this week: the spectre that looms over us all -  ‘from which none of us can escape,” as he himself said of Ulysses. There’s no getting away from him. 121 today. … Continue reading

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