Flooded or Drowned? – An Introduction to ‘71,200 Megalitres’ In November 2005 I was on a writing residency at Hawthornden Castle outside Edinburgh. One afternoon I happened to catch part of the BBC Radio 4 programme Open Country, in which the speaker was visiting ‘the Tryweryn reservoir’ to commemorate the fortieth anniversary of ‘the flooding’…
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Gareth Writer-Davies: How I write a poem
“I wasn’t prepared for all the time that writing involves […] and the obsession that has risen within me. But I think it was what I was made to do.” I’m often identified as a Welsh poet (something which I’m always slow to contradict) but as usual, the truth is more complicated than that. With…
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Rob Miles: How I write a poem
There is no muse, but there is fertile mush. Everyone bar no one is at least a first stage poet, that is, someone who ‘hears’ things: other’s words; or their own, internally;
Matthew Haigh: How I write a poem
I would say that humour and gorgeousness are key ingredients to many of my poems – there’s a kind of paradise in daydreaming
WBOTY 2020 Shortlist Poets: Interview with Deryn Rees-Jones
Editor Jonathan Edwards interviews former guest editor of Poetry Wales Deryn Rees-Jones whose collection Erato (Seren, 2019) is shortlisted for Wales Book of the Year 2020. JE: Huge congratulations on being shortlisted for the Wales Book of the Year. How does it feel to be shortlisted? Is it especially important to you to be recognised…
WBOTY 2020 Shortlist Poets: Interview with Zoë Skoulding
Editor Jonathan Edwards interviews Zoë Skoulding, former Poetry Wales editor and shortlisted poet in Literature Wales’ Wales Book of the Year 2020.
WBOTY 2020 Shortlist Poets: Interview with Jeremy Over
Editor Jonathan Edwards interviews Jeremy Over, shortlisted poet for Wales Book of the Year 2020.
Natalie Ann Holborow: How I write a poem
When I take my place in front of my laptop at four in the morning (disgusting hour of the day if it’s for work, yet a sublime hour for languishing in that haze of soporific half-dreaming), I rarely arrive with a solid plan.