Author: Elizabeth

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The Stone Age Jen Hadley

Published by Picador Poetry I wrote last time about feeling like ‘a person’ through connections to place and community, and through the ways we communicate with them remember them and draw close. Jen Hadfield has a neurodivergent experience of being a person, and in The Stone Age she explores this. This is particularly fascinating to…
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May 17, 2021 0

A Sup from the Well

I think of The Well of the Moon as a transitional book, perhaps more personal than the previous ones, certainly more ‘human’. There are a few poems about the brain-glitches that happened under stress, in revisiting painful memories or under medication (for migraines in this instance), glitches that made me feel lost, depersonalised, not properly…
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May 3, 2021 0

That Spring Feeling

The birds are teasing me this year. Wrens and blue tits have checked the pot out several times, but they are just eating the spiders and moving on. There are plenty of birds actually nesting here though – blackbirds, tree sparrows, robins, blue tits and great tits, chaffinches, and wrens – though where the wrens…
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April 16, 2021 0

The Marks on the Map

Brian Johnstone ARC Publications Ltd.Brian Johnstone has been a pillar of the Scottish Poetry scene for the last thirty years – founder of Edinburgh’s Shore Poets, and the wonderful Platform at the Off the Rails Arthouse in Ladybank, and President of StAnza, his years of dedication have made an enormous contribution to putting poetry firmly…
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April 1, 2021 0

Day of Recollection

It is more than a year ago that we locked down in Scotland, and it has been a year whose impact is too big to reduce to a comment. We have been brave, kind, patient, grieving, anxious, hopeful, disappointed. So many of us have lost so much. So many of us have had to do…
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March 23, 2021 2

StAnza On-Line

This is a picture from 2019, an exhibition in the foyer at the Byre Theatre, by the artist Nicola Martin. You might notice, along the bottom row, Haggards (launched at StAnza in 2018) peeping out from behind a picture. We weren’t there this year, but I have to admire wholeheartedly the way StAnza embraced the…
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March 16, 2021 0

Change Gonna Come

These crocuses have burst out over the last weekend, and the birds are chasing each other over the garden. There is more birdsong every day, and I had washing on the line yesterday. So clearly, there are changes afoot. The first is that I submitted the manuscript of The Well of the Moon yesterday, and…
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February 23, 2021 0

Poetry As Conversation

Back in 2017 I wrote a piece called Speaking Beings, about the film, Paterson, in which I talked about the social, conversational nature of poetry. Since lockdown, this has been hard to achieve, except on-line, and I have clearly missed it. No readings, little writing, even less conversation, and very few submissions – most of…
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February 10, 2021 0

Lockdown Birthday

Everyone else has had to deal with the phenomenon of birthdays under lockdown conditions, and I was no exception. I was lucky in that my family had got their heads around the situation by now, and we had an amazing and very beautifully presented afternoon tea delivered by the excellent local firm Molly and Flo.…
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February 1, 2021 0

The Well of the Moon

This was taken at New Grange, looking over the Boyne Valley, where Finn got his wisdom. The famous story, which you’ll find referred to on the poetry page is about cooking the salmon of wisdom and is all about how destiny will get the good stuff to the right person, but there is another story,…
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January 14, 2021 0