This post is purely to draw your attention to my blog menu to which I have added a slot called Poems. Five years ago I was a mature student at the University of East Anglia studying creative writing. I ended up with a Masters in Poetry but I do not consider myself a poet at all.
A lot of my writing, not surprisingly, ended up being about sewing or clothes or costumes and garments. And about motherhood and laundry and stuff like that. So I have decided to be brave and put some of it on the blog.
I was most privileged to study for a year with the poet Michael Laskey, the founder of the Aldeburgh Poetry Festival. He was also the creator and editor of the poetry magazine Smiths Knoll. It used to look like this, every month, with a different number of course.
And once he published my rather odd poem called Knitting – which is what I am starting with. And it was partially based on this dear old jumper which I knitted thirty years ago!
Sadly the festival and the magazine are no longer running.
And this is proving to be the most difficult blog post I have written thus far. Anyway, if I ever went on a Poetry Desert Island Discs (as if!) Michael Laskey would undoubtedly be in my selection; and if you are not a reader of poetry he is an excellent place to start.