Manchester: a poetic tribute

Last week was the first anniversary of the Manchester Arena bombing, and I’ve been thinking a lot about the poetry which was shared in the aftermath of the attack and came to embody Manchester’s resilience and community spirit. What these poems all have in common is Mancunian pride – something which I feel deeply even though I’ve only lived in Manchester for a few years.

Finding poetry in unexpected places

In 2018, poetry seems to be ubiquitous; it’s shared daily on social media, featured in prime-time TV adverts, plastered on tube posters and spoken on stages large and small. But when I was growing up (just before the proliferation of the internet), poetry was mainly found in books and the occasional film or TV programme – and, of course, in my own imagination…

Putting myself out there

Poetry is a deeply personal endeavour, so I have to admit that it’s nerve-racking for me to share my poems for the first time. Although I know that it’s understandable to feel nervous when putting something so personal out into the world, I still feel anxious when I think about people reading (and judging) my poetry…