Gillian Allnutt is one of those presences in British poetry. Since 1973, she’s taught English and creative writing, and through her career as a teacher added performing, newswriting, publishing, freelancing, and editing. I suspect her first love is poetry, though. She’s published several collections, served as the poetry editor for City Lights Magazine, and received the Queen’s Gold Medal for Poetry in 2016 for meritorious achievement in the field. I recently read her 2018 collection wake. (That’s not a typo; the “w” in the title is lower-cased.)
To continue reading, please see my post today at Tweetspeak Poetry.
Some Thursday Readings
How to Fix the NIH – Joseph Marine at The Free Press.
Beloved Mystery Series, and Why They Are Successful – Lyn Squire at CrimeReads.
Fallow – poem by Seth Lewis.
Ukrainians Are Sick of the War. But We’re Not Allowed to Say It – Dmytro Filimonov at The Free Press.
Lincoln’s Conservative Advisor: Attorney General Edward Bates by Mark A. Neels – Civil War Books and Authors.
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