Reading at The Resurgence Poetry Prize in London

Me and my boy paid a flying visit to London on Monday for the prize giving ceremony of the Resurgence Eco Poetry Prize. I was so glad I made the effort to go over. It was great to meet everyone and of course to read my poem. 

Photo: Diana Tupilis

Photo: Diana Tupilis

Ethan took a video for me too - thanks Ethan!

More photos and poems from the night are to be found over on the Resurgence website. Just click on the photo below and it'll bring you there.

We treated ourselves to lunch at Barbecoa and even managed to fit in a quick visit to the Tate Modern. We won't talk about the train to Stansted terminating its journey mid-way or the delayed plane or the missing of buses. We did get home...eventually! 

Resurgence Poetry Prize

The most amazing thing just happened. I won third prize in the Resurgence Poetry Prize with Sonnet for the Glass Blower. The prizes are superb for a poetry competition. A thousand pounds for my little poem! I still can't quite believe it. 

You can read it here along with the other winning poems:

https://www.resurgenceprize.org/2016-awards/

And it seems I may have to go to London for the awards ceremony...exciting!

Cyphers

I have two poem-eens in the latest Cyphers. One of them may be called Sex. Just sayin'. There are plenty of copies in the wonderful Charlie Byrnes if anyone is in Galway.

I was in there the other day stocking up (as you do) and Vinnie says: You know you're buying two of the same thing? Yes, says I. Hmm, says he. Are you in it? ( I nod) Oh! What's your name? 

Tis the little things...

Matriculation Day, University of Oxford

Technically you're not supposed to wear the mortar board until your graduation day but I couldn't resist, just for a quick snap. *Shhhh. Say nothin'* You'd be right if you think I'm lapping up all the pomp and ceremony of Matriculation Day at Oxford. Yup. Pure shameless. Oh my God, I love it here!

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This is me at my college, St. Anne's, waiting for my fellow 'Stanners' to gather so we can process through the streets of Oxford to the Sheldonian Theatre for the ceremony. It really does feel like you're being admitted to a very old and exclusive club. But you know what? I am appreciating every single minute of how privileged I am, something that may not have happened if they'd let me in when I was seventeen.

And as for my classmates! What a bunch of supremely talented people from all corners of the globe. I am honestly humbled to be among them.