Resources on poetry by the poets themselves

Janet Lewison's blog

Nina Cassian: What I regret....

. . . never having heard the voice of the Dodo bird . . .
. . . never having smelled the Japanese cherry trees . . .
. . . never having punished the lovers and friends that

Seamus Heaney: 'Had I not been awake' in Human Chain.

Seamus Heaney's latest collection opens with an admission which reminds us all of our cognitive fragility :

Had I not been awake I would have missed it,

Carol Ann Duffy, A L Kennedy and Virginia Woolf: The Privacy of Words.

A long time agao, indeed so long ago, it feels like once upon a time, I read Virginia Woolf's The Waves and even though I felt it slipped away from me, and perhaps I missed whatever 'it' was trying t

Carol Ann Duffy's Disgrace

But one day we woke to our disgrace; our house
a coldness of rooms, each nursing
a thickening cyst of dust and gloom.
We had not been home in our hearts for months.

William Blake's Tyger and The Mentalist!( Series two last episode).

Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?

Carol Ann Duffy's Anne Hathaway

Before I read Carol Ann Duffy's sonnet about Anne Hathaway I had always just associated the name with a famous cottage somewhere in Stratford!

First Love By Carol Ann Duffy

Waking, with a dream of first love forming real words,
as close to my lips as lipstick, I speak your name,
after a silence of years, into the pillow, and the power

Politics with a hint of Ozymandias: Carol Ann Duffy

Carol Ann Duffy's first poem as Poet Laureate published in The Guardian is a fiery, spirited denouncement of the obfuscation and duplicity of those who identify themselves as our representatives in p

AQA 's Most Dangerous Poet: Robert Browning's The Laboratory.

If ever there was a delicious thriller tucked away in the GCSE reading list it is this poem!

AQA's most dangerous poet? Robert Browning's My Last Duchess!

I remember reading this for the first time at Liverpool University in my final undergraduate year when I was lucky enough to be taught by Vince Newey.