Tuesday, 7 July 2020

Flash in a Pan Poems

rom time to time I write poems with content so contemporary they'll be out of date in a few months. I thought I'd publish them here rather than trying to find homes for them in magazines. 

There's been an awful lot of contemporary recently, life seems to change so quickly and the things that shocked, worried or delighted me last week seem to pale in comparison to the current week's events. 

The first poem is printed above. I wrote it when Phill and I went back to Cuckmere Haven on the Sussex coast for the first time since lockdown began. I won't say any more, the poem can speak for itself.  

Tuesday, 30 April 2019

Poems in The Clearing

Six of my Ashdown Forest poems have just been published in the brilliant journal of landscape writing, The Clearing.

Tuesday, 9 April 2019

Sprung Poems

Come along to Ashdown Forest Centre this Thursday for an evening of Sprung Poems between 6.30 and 8pm.  There will be wine and nibbles and much splendid poetry and prose.

Monday, 27 November 2017

Mulled Poems, 30th November

Ashdown Forest, Winter View by Robin Webster

This Thursday evening between 6 and 8pm we will once again meet at Ashdown Forest Centre to raise a glass of mulled wine, tuck away a mince pie or two and read seasonal poems.  Entrance is free and everyone's welcome.  

Monday, 20 November 2017

Reading at Lumen, Tavistock Place

Photograph by Nick Kane

Tomorrow evening I will be reading at Lumen, 88 Tavistock Place, London.   Doors open at around 6.30pm and the reading will take place under the banner of Agenda Poetry.  I will be in fine company, reading alongside Timothy Ades, Patricia McCarthy, Sam Milne, Jess Mookherjee and Shaun Trainer, and poets from the floor will also be welcome.  The event will be run by Ruth O'Callaghan, under the wing of Andrew Motion, and funds raised will benefit homeless people.  

Tuesday, 24 October 2017

Filmpoem Festival, Lewes

On Saturday I'll be in Lewes, doing this.  It looks amazing.  Come if you're close.

Tuesday, 20 June 2017

Seventy Answers

I've come to a pause in typing up Seven Answers.  I need to draw some more initials, which takes time, and recently I don't seem to have had much of that.  There are still more replies to publish, although the end is in sight, and soon I'll have to decide what next.

It's been fun so far.  I didn't read all the replies when I first received them, so I've discovered a lot of lovable new voices and interesting stories.  The process of typing them up has been a delight too: I've felt close to each writer as I've typed, a feeling I used to enjoy when I was young, copying my favourite poems by hand so I could stick them on my walls or give them to friends.

Sometimes I've encountered editing dilemmas.  I've cut a few passages in order to tighten the replies and I've corrected a few spelling and punctuation mistakes.  On the whole though I've tried to keep my interfering fingers to myself and let each person speak.  I've also removed some references to people and places that I thought might make a writer recognisable, but here again I've tried to do as little as possible.

And now spring's become summer and tomorrow will be the solstice.  When I started typing up the replies the first primroses were coming into flower, now my garden's full of roses and there are still a few more replies to come.