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There’s a proud and wonderful tradition in poetry and song of sharing work which mocks our lords and masters. Work which is witty, and barbed, and furious, which climbs to the rooftops and shouts to the world that the emperor…

Back in October 2020, a musician called An Croenen got in touch to ask if she could put the words of my poem Fatima to music, and created something spellbindingly beautiful. Then someone else offered to make a video to…

Some people have a clear idea of where their lives are going to take them, draw up a detailed plan of how they’re going to get there, and set off. I’ve always had more of a distracted-by-the-shiny-new-things approach to the…

As of this morning, you can take a walk through Wolverhampton and listen to how nine artists have re-imagined some of the empty spaces to be found within the city centre. The IfWeHadThisSpace project is part of #offsite9, which offers…

You might think that – confined to the house with one leg in plaster – I’d have been writing poems to beat the band over the past couple of months. You might, but you’d be wrong. I’d vaguely hoped I…

Confined to the house – or as much of it as I can navigate on a pair of crutches – I’m more thankful than ever for accessible, online events which fill my time and keep me from doom-scrolling through social…

Gravity, the edge of a stage, and a concrete floor are all – in their own special ways – wonderful things. Working together in combination, they’re also dangerous and painful. Which is as short and succinct an explanation as I…

In 2022, British Art Show 9 – BAS9 – visits several cities round the UK. One of them is Wolverhampton. Running alongside this extravaganza is BAS9 Offsite, which is a programme for local creatives, and I’m delighted to be one…

Over the years I’ve learned to recognise that poetry has its own timetable. There will be months when I don’t write anything much at all, and others where the pen just doesn’t stop moving. At the moment, I’m going through…