This week’s been a been a bit of a blur: it was my birthday (thanks for all the birthday wishes), I visited a school in Wimbledon and I began a new workshop project for PEN working with young refugees. On thursday I was part of a reading in Durham to launch the new magazine Butcher’s Dog – it’s a beautiful thing, edited by a very nice bunch of poets: do buy a copy, check out the website and give it your support.
And then it was also Somali week. There was a wonderful launch – Sarah Maguire, WN Herbert and James Byrne all contributed, and I met the poet Said Salah just moments before reading with him. My co-translations of his work are now up on the Poetry Translation Centre website here. And on wednesday it was womens’ night, where I caught up with Caasha Lul Mohamud Yusuf and then enjoyed clapping and shimmying along to the fabulous, funny, charismatic Maryan Mursal (thanks to Caasha for this link!):
Talking of extraordinary women, I also have an essay about a poetic heroine in the autumn issue of The Dark Horse. The editor, Gerry Cambridge asked me (along with several other contributors) to write about a first collection that shaped me as a poet. I’ve chosen the collection Enough Rope by Dorothy Parker, and muse on the relationship between her work and insomnia, as well as the reasons why she’s my definition of cool.
And in other news I’m pleased to say that the ebook version of my most recent collection Changeling is finally available.
Think that’s everything. I’m having a well-earned rest today, enjoying my birthday presents – an autumn cherry tree we’ve planted in the back garden and an electric hand-whisk, with which I’m about to make chocolate and peanut cookies…