I’ve a short sequence in the latest issue of the Weary Blues. I can confirm it’s not Christmas related and contains no wide-eyed hope for the possibilities of a new year. Take a look. There’s also some great work from poets Kerrie O’Brien, Michael Ray, Breda Wall Ryan among others.
I’ll also be on Arena tomorrow night reading work from New Planet Cabaret with Dave Lordan, Nuala Ni Chonchuir and Rob Doyle and others. Show starts at 7, have a listen while you’re draping yourself in gladrags and spangles.
Not all mine, but all great stuff. Nice Christmas breakfast listening to Neil Young and The Old Grey Whistle Test folk album. Happy Christmas all.
I’ve just found out that I’m the 2014 recipient of the Ireland Chair of Poetry Bursary, which is a shock, but the best kind of shock.
I’m Harry Clifton’s final nominee for the award before his tenure as Ireland Professor or Poetry ends. I’ve enjoyed his lectures every year which have been a real education in international poetry, providing fascinating external insights (if that’s not an oxymoron) on the Irish poetry scene. However, it’s fantastic news that the wonderful Paula Meehan has been appointed and I’m really looking forward to hearing her Imaginary Bonnets with Real Bees lecture when it comes to Dublin next year.
The next thing to mention is the sense of trepidation at following in the footsteps of such talented previous recipients: Billy Ramsell, Dave Lordan, Leanne O’Sullivan and Miriam Gamble, to name but a few.
I’ve also been keeping quiet about my debut collection Liffey Swim, which is forthcoming from Dedalus Press in next autumn, but now seems a good moment to mention it; the four weeks in Annaghmakerrig that are part of the bursary will be much appreciated as I attempt to knock it into shape.