Poem: Second-generation Immigrant
I was born here; I went to school here; I have the maroon coloured passport that says Nationality: German. German is my mother tongue, but it is not my mother’s…
The Poetry Pharmacy: making poetry more accessible
When was the first time you encountered poetry? Perhaps it was within the realms of the classroom. Laboriously studying whether Sonnet 29 was written in iambic pentameter, tediously counting foot…
Poets’ Corner: the best spoken word nights in Edinburgh
Edinburgh has been a hot spot for poetry since Aneirin composed the Y Gododdin in the Dark Ages. Poets plaster the city, from the Scott Monument on Princes Street to…
Poem: July
we drive until these slapdash spires are busied away in the rear view mirror, and my hand finds yours easy on the gearstick. the sky arches in a feline crest…
Poem: LET THIS BE MY LAST
Picture us palm-first – we are only the poems we last penned. Dropping sands of sound that fixed to these pages before. Pararhyme with arrhythmia in timing, to write is…
Poem: From Calton Hill
In the nexus city Air-filled, it mimics you The grey sky only moves when you do Each take slow steps Crossing damp cobble stonework Green-brown hill ground dimpling the looser…
Poem: gently (apostrophe to forever)
it rained todaya light mistand each raindrop settled in my hairmaking me wonder if they glitteredlike diamonds lately i have been thinking aboutlilacs (spring)hyacinths (rebirth)lightning (may)lately i have been thinking…
EIBF 2023: Carol Ann Duffy
Few of the guests at the Edinburgh International Book Festival have the creative freedom or the boldness of Carol Ann Duffy. However, as a former Poet Laureate and one of…