Whistle by Martin Figura

If I were to tell you that Martin Figura’s father murdered his mother when he was a boy and ended up in Broadmoor and that Martin has written a book of poems about his childhood I can already see you stepping back and turning away. I can imagine you thinking how sad and what a…

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Out and about

I seem to have lined myself up with a variety of poetry events to go to over the next few weeks – partly because it’s National Poetry Month, partly because it’s my birthday month but also because I need to get out more. First up is David Harsent’s poetry workshop in Cambridge on Saturday, part…

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