Circumstances took me into W.H. Smiths the other week (my son’s urgent need for Thomas the Tank Engine books!). Glances along the shelves provided a brutal reminder that a poetry section doesn’t exist there (in the Chichester branch, at least), although “True Life Stories” seems to be growing at an alarming rate.
And there was me thinking poetry was also a genre that excels at bite-sized morsels of Faction.
Next Thursday evening, at 7pm BST, I’ll be one of two guest readers – along
with Terri Mulholland – at the online launch of Lydia Harris’s marvellous
new p...
