This morning I am again indebted to someone I have never met for changing the course of my poetic journey.
For a period of over a year, at the height of Twitter’s influence (and before the Idiot Billionaire bought the platform) I’d write six line poems in response to Dean Wilson’s beachcomber posts. I dunno why we stuck at six lines, it was probably at that point because of the posting character restrictions. There were some absolutely superb finds, and occasionally my words would align to match.
He stopped doing them for a while and I made a break from the platform for my mental health. The expected implosion of X has yet to have taken place and pretty much every important UK poetry organization is still there, so I have gone back there in an attempt to promote here and, amazingly, it is becoming more potent as a source of subscribers than Substack is.
This platform needs a dedicated poetry space, and soon.
It also needs better formatting and layout tools rather than throwing money at becoming a social media platform, but what do I know about how these people do business. It is apparent though that more poets see the platform as a useful space in which to funnel their creative outlets. I’ve just signed up to
’s art-based Substack (I saw them read at the Kendal Poetry Festival) and I’m hoping for inspiration when it comes to making my chapbooks later this year.I do my best work when being inspired by visual media, and when being able to freely riff off other people’s work. There will be more of this going forwards.
Expect art-specific posts when this takes place.
Awww thank you, it is lovely to connect here xxx