Amy Jo Philip
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One of the things I love about Shore Poets is that the format of our events often produces rich and varied evenings of music and poetry. October’s reading with James W Wood, Christine De Luca and the wonderful, quietly intense Gillian Allnutt was no exception (the only problem being that Allnutt’s quiet reading voice didn’t…
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Dropped by a wee gathering tonight at The Tun, the first throw in an fresh attempt to establish a self-sustaining network of Christians in the arts, media, entertainment and new media in Edinburgh. My friends Paul Thomson and the painter David Martin are behind this endeavour, a network that aims to encompass the blues and…
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On last week’s edition of The Verb, Paul Farley opined that “we” are “in denial about rhyme” because, when “we” rhyme, “we” use relative rhyme*. If you’ve read my Reasoning Rhyme posts, it won’t surprise you to learn that this is, in my opinion, utter tosh. Far from being a denial of rhyme, relative rhyme…
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This is a substantially revised version of an unpublished poem that one or two readers of this blog might have seen or have heard at a reading. I’ll leave it here for comment for a few days before removing it. [poem deleted]
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How many grains of rice are in an average bowl? Idle speculation, I know, but a pertinent question nonetheless when you’re simultaneously donating rice to the UN World Food Programme and having fun expanding your vocabulary here.
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Yes, it’s a while since I posted anything! Apologies for the radio silence, but Linlithgow Book Festival, central heating replacement, certain Shore Poets business and putting together this guest blog entry for on writing poetry for Fiona Veitch Smith have occupied much time and energy. Several posts are brewing in my head. Meanwhile, here is…
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We are delighted to announce that Alex Salmond MSP, Scotland’s First Minister and a son of Linlithgow, will open this year’s festival. A short opening ceremony will take place in the Masonic Halls at 6.15 pm on Friday 2nd November. The ceremony will be free and open to the public.
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Alistair Findlay, notable not least for The Love Songs of John Knox, has just edited an anthology entitled 100 Favourite Scottish Football Poems. More of that in due course but, meanwhile, here here is some related light entertainment, courtesy of the Tartan Army on its way to do its gentlemanly battle with the Ukraine. Proof…
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David Kinloch is certainly a busy man this weather: besides being involved in the bid to establish a writers centre in Glasgow’s Merchant City, he’s the main force behind Vital Synz, a new Glasgow poetry society, which launches on Tuesday 6 November at Òran Mór with a reading by Liz Lochhead and Carol Ann Duffy.…
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A letter arrived the other day informing me that issue 63 of The Rialto is at the printers. Exciting news, as it’s the first time I’ll have had a poem in the magazine and, therefore, the first time I’ll have been published in an English magazine. Not that I think it’s better than a Scottish…
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When Christine De Luca, Diana Hendry (with her partner the poet and publisher Hamish Whyte) and I touched down on a overcast but none too windy Orkney a week past Thursday, we were met very warmly by Pam Beasant, whose brainchild our visit was. While Christine sorted out her hire car, Pam drove Diana, Hamish…
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Maggie Graham, David Kinloch and Robyn Marsack are sending out a questionnaire about the possibility of establishing a Scottish Writers Centre in Glasgow, probably the Merchant City. An e-mail about it arrived in my inbox just the other day. The centre would offer services to writers at all stages of their careers, and to readers…
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Got back from Orkney yesterday after a fantastic few days. I’ll blog about it in something approaching detail at some point soon. There will be pictures, though not too many. Now, unfortunately, I ought to go and wash some dishes.
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Well, it was a couple of hours ago, but I got over the anxiety and packed. Off to Orkney tomorrow with fellow Shore Poets. It’s just possible there might be an opportunity to blog in situ, but I expect I’ll write something about it on my return.
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The message below was forwarded through an e-mail list. Not sure I’ll submit, but it’s a fun idea. “Nobody Understands Me” – Call out for atrocious teenage poetry Calling all ex-teens, Part public-service, part anti-vanity project; we are putting together the most wonderfully, desperately, earnestly poor collection of teenage poetry we can source and are…
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