Ian Duhig
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'An Arbitrary Light Bulb' the Poetry Book Society Winter 2024 Choice: "some of the most moving, restrained, memorable and technically adroit poetry of our times" --- TLS, 3/25
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Privilege Street, Leeds, 1970s. Armley, off Thornhill Road, by Peter Mitchell
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Maura Dooley visited Chris Wood's Grimm show at Scarborough Art Gallery for which I have written a series of Mortuary Rhymes, as opposed to nursery rhymes, in keeping with the Grimms' tone. She posted this catalogue last page, a suggestion why Yorkshire people are natural matches for such a project.
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Absolutely nailed on he would.
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'Do Your Job, God' (Roy Keane praying)
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'October Gold', John Atkinson Grimshaw, 1889. There was a terrific exhibition of his work on at Scarborough Art Gallery when I was there to do the Grimms talk with artist Chris Wood; they were hung well and their atmosphere travelled well, as it did with Chris' eerie art.
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Michael Longley, from 'Ghost Orchid'
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for World Mental Health Day from 'An Arbitrary Light Bulb', my most recent book of poetry
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I've got new poems I've been working on for five French prime ministers
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I've carved them myself and your mother is absolutely right: they're rock solid. A trebuchet filled with these could knock out a garrison.
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Sleipnir, Odin's eight-legged horse, being spavined now he has to get about the best he can like the rest of us.
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What's clever about the old Irish carved turnip heads is they capture perfectly the makers' disgust at the commercialisation of Halloween.
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"I'm not sure Batman is going to see the signal if we only shine it over our mantle piece."
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Enjoyed reading with Chris Wood at Scarborough Art Gallery from our Grimms' project yesterday, returning with a gift of Brian Catling's 'The Stumbling Block, Its Index', an attempt to write sculpture. 'Pens are too light / Take a chisel to write' -- Bunting, 'Briggflatts'
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Archaic Greek Gold Plaque of Gorgon Flossing Her teeth, 7th century BC. Parco Archeologico di Himera, Palermo
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Spotted in Kildare and reported by the Irish Examiner, concerned to explain the reasoning behind the decision and why you'll make an eejit of yourself if you can't accept the fact of closure immediately
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Personally, I would try potatoes first for most uses before human blood.
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for #NationalPoetryDay one of my all-time favourites.
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"The poet is like a mouse in an enormous cheese excited by how much cheese there is to eat."
-- Czeslaw Milosz.

Happy #nationalpoetryday
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This is an outrageous slur: folk singers don't need to be drunk to pick a fight, especially about the origins of folk songs!
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The poet and a first draft of their new poem arrive at the workplace.

Their working relationship quickly develops strains.
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The poem's relationship to its ostensible subject is not always straightforward