festivals
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Money makes the world go wrong in this poem from Rob A Mackenzie, the last from the other 06 | 16 readers: The Packs Something is wrong: the wolves drag their spectral bodies through spritely towns, which have never known the burial of bones in back gardens. The sound of snapping plastic echoes between fenceposts:
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It’s only a week until the 06 | 16 — The Fruitmachine extravaganza at the Fruitmarket Gallery! To entice you even more, here is Isobel Dixon, with a poem inspired by Sean Penn’s film Into the Wild — based on Jon Krakauer’s book of the same name — about the life, and death in Alaska,
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Kapka Kassabova goes travelling in her own life for the next poem from the 16 August Fruitmarket readers: I want to be a tourist I imagine my life as a city somewhere in the third world, or the second. And I want to be a tourist in the city of my life. I want to
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For the second of our poems from the 16 August Fruitmarket readers, Tony Williams is and isn’t in a listening mood: Listening I didn’t mean to overhear the scrape of chair legs on the floor and sour breath of the bored, enshadowed janitor nor how he conflabbed on the stairs (it echoed in the squarish
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A boring bit of admin for you: there is now a Facebook event for the reading at the Fruitmarket Gallery on 16 August. If you’re on FB and coming — or even just thinking of coming — you can sign up here. Looking forward to seeing some of you there!
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We kick off the poems from the 16 August Fruitmarket readers with Chris McCabe celebrating in the Honest Toun: 30th Birthday, Musselburgh And sat under the papier-mache mermaid, the table an afterlife of seafood – like your first memory: starfish along the railway tracks. Purple flints in the emptied wineglass – for so long pregnant,
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Following the success of last year’s August reading at the Fruitmarket Gallery, we’ve decided to repeat the format with a slightly different line-up of poets. Funnily enough, we’ve ended up going for the same date, which allows me to revive the 06 | 16 tag. Here are the details: When: 16 August 2012, 7:30 for
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I had an amazing weekend at Wigtown Book Festival. My previous experience of the town, described here, could not have been any more of a contrast. There was a real buzz about the place and, unsurprisingly, I kept bumping into people I know from the literary scene. The town seemed to have come into its
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I mentioned previously that one of the pleasures of Greenbelt Festival was meeting people I’ve known online for a while but not met in the flesh before. One such person is journalist and science writer Suzanne Elvidge, who interviewed me for the Surefish website. You can read her piece here.
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Fear not, dear friends: this is not me fessing up to an alcohol problem. No, in fact, it is simply to say that I’m taking part in Gutter magazine‘s “A Night in the Gutter” cabaret evening at Wigtown Book Festival. The other readers will be Rodge Glass — whom I met for the first time
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Greenbelt 2011 was only my second experience of the festival and my first as a contributor but that’s easily enough to make me hanker more than ever after becoming a regular Greenbelter. I can think of nothing I wouldn’t classify as a highlight, although I know that sounds rather contradictory. The only possible exception is
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Feels like it’s ages since I’ve blogged. It certainly feels like I’ve done quite a bit since I last posted anything, so here’s a wee roundup of what I’ve been up to: A Knife Fight in a Telephone Box Our madcap poetry competition, in which the competition had little really to do with the poetry,
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Kevin Cadwallander, well known to those of us and the Edinburgh poetry scene, has organised a poetry marathon to take place at the Forest Cafe tomorrow and Friday this week. His aim is to have 100 poets reading 15 min each. The event runs from 10 AM to 7 PM on Thursday, then 10 PM
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Here’s a wee round-up of what six Salt authors, including me, are up to in Auld Reekie this August: Salt in the Edinburgh Festivals « blog.saltpublishing.com.
Amy Jo Philip 