21st June 2017, a sweltering day in
London, was a significant date for me in two respects. The number one reason
was that it was the launch of my first full collection, The Knives of
Villalejo, at the LRB bookshop. But the second reason is that at the same
event I met my mate Mat Riches for the first time.
On that back of that reading (and a
fair few pints after the event itself!), we exchanged a couple of poems by
email, gave each other feedback, found the feedback useful, realised we also
had a fair bit in common apart from poetry, and began a WhatsApp chat that must
now have thousands of messages in its archive. It soon stretched well beyond
poetry to the key issues of dodgy craft beer, dodgy football teams, dodgy knees
and dodgy tastes in shirts.
In fact, I’d argue that every poet
needs a mate like Mat, and I feel hugely fortunate to have found him. He’s seen
all the poems in Whatever You Do, Just Don’t at multiple stages in their
development, and has given me feedback on every single one, from first draft to
reassembly after Nell’s ritual dismembering of words, lines and stanza of numerous poems that we had thought finished. Just as I have for him, of course. His
development as a poet has been massive over these six years, and his forthcoming
pamphlet, Collecting the Data, will be a terrific calling card.
Mat and I are very different poets,
but I’d suggest the key to our successful mutual support is that we never
attempt to get the other to write in our aesthetic or voice. Instead, we strive
to understand, respect and sometimes push each other gently towards a stretching
of our self-imposed limits.
Perhaps the only bad thing is that we now
can’t ethically bring ourselves to review our respective books. However, that
won’t stop me telling you on multiple occasions over the coming months just why
his pamphlet is ace. That’s what friends are for, you might think. And yes,
you’d be right. Though it really is ace
Oh, and we ended up organising Rogue
Strands readings as a tag team (he’s Big Daddy and I’m Giant Haystacks), and
will soon launch our new books together (my second full collection, Whatever
You Do, Just Don’t, and his first pamphlet, Collecting the Data). There’s
a beautiful symmetry to this process, as our meeting at my first launch has
contributed in no small way to the existence of our new books, which we’ll now
celebrate together.
We’d be absolutely delighted if you
could join us to share the occasion at the Devereux Pub in London on 7th
November alongside three top-notch guest poets (Hilary Menos, Maria Taylor and
Eleanor Livngstone), plus the shining presence of the two terrific publishers
themselves, Helena Nelson and Sheila Wakefield. See you there…???!!!
DISPLACED They called her aloof, impractical, clumsy, plain. It was, they
say, difficult for her not to fall in love.In spite, that is, of the first
coughs...
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