The latest from Kim Moore’s excellent poetry blog
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 on the sofa with my lovely friend Jan, crying with laughter. It’s not half as fun watching it on my own, although I like the kind of happy/sad feeling I get when I watch it now – happy because now watching that programme reminds me of Jan, and sad because I miss him.
This week I’ve been working on my poem for the BBC and National Poetry Day. I’m writing a poem about Furness Abbey. My deadline was Friday, and I pretty much finished it at about ten minutes to midnight, which was quite stressful, but expected. I always seem to work better under a bit of pressure.
I had a…
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