I Write Between 5.30am And

But I Can't And Don't Ever Want To Write Bell-yanking Confetti-tossing Hat-throwing Poems.

While Also, Importantly, Not Wanting To Dumb It Down Or Pretend The Days Of 'difficult' Poetry Are Over, Because We Live In A Pluralist Culture And There's Room For 'difficult' Poetry Alongside Rap And Everything Else. And Poetry Won't Be For Everyone, But Everyone Should Have The Choice.

Each Sudden Gust Of Light Explains Itself As Flames, But Neither They, Nor Even Bombs Redoubled On The Hills Tonight Can Quite Include Me In Their Fear.

Jenni Fagan Is The Real Thing, And The Panopticon Is A Real Treat: Maturely Alive To The Pains Of Maturing, And Cleverly Amused As Well As Appalled By What It Finds In The World.

I Deeply Adored My Mum. She Was An Extraordinary Person, Even For The Prejudice I'm Likely To Have. She Was Beautiful, Amusing, A Tremendous Elaborator Of Things Into Comic Proportions And Extravagant In Her Imagination.