The next reading I’m doing has come round fast. It’s this Friday at The White Horse Pub (which is so actually NICE) on the Royal Mile in Edinburgh. It runs from 7-10pm but I guess I’m on earlier as the line up is pretty impressive. Peter Manson – cool!
Below is the nice flyer thing. I’m working on my descriptor skills!
On the night, I’m reading a wee sequence of poems about family. It sort of came together from different things I’d written and I’ve joined up the dots.
A snippet, you say? Ok, here’s a verse from Mother.
What is it ma mother is knowing not knowing
And where is she holding it?
I think it’s a family
family family secret secret
feels hieroglyptic she can’t tell
Hope to see some friendly faces there.