I suck on the spliff. I don’t speak for a while. Dennis takes this time to drain the whisky bottle. He drops it over the side of the bed. It falls onto the edge of an overspilling ashtray, catapulting ash and butts onto the bedroom floor...
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What has six legs, two wings, one beak and a vagina? A woman-bird. An obsession with the avian must be a sign of becoming older. I started off enjoying birds but not knowing their names. Then I bought reference books and a pair of binoculars. Now I find I’m trying to identify every flying creature I see. My last book of poems, Sparrow Tree, was largely devoted to birds, from the increasingly scarce passerine to hummingbirds I saw in California. What next? Will I be volunteering to rear orphaned cranes? Helping owl chicks to imprint on a hat? Breastfeeding flamingos?
Michael Tomlinson visits MOMA at Machynlleth to assess the ceramics of Meri Wells
Michael Tomlinson visits the exhibition Llareggub at the National Museum Cardiff, where Peter Blake illustrates Dylan Thomas’ Under Milk Wood
Writer in Residence at Gladstone's Library, Vanessa Gebbie, encourages all writers to use this residential library near Chester
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I asked everyone what I should say in this piece. My mother told me I shouldn’t write about myself at all, but the time, the place, the culture. It sounded like a good plan for avoiding vanity but I can’t pretend it doesn’t rankle. These things, they’re my material: the time, the place, the culture, and my experiences of them, which I couldn’t extricate anyway. So memoir... not a little like masturbation. Here goes another kid. ...more>>>