“We’re all going to die, so we might as well enjoy this week of poetry, art and music while we can!” So said Clive Russell (AKA The Blackfish in Game of Thrones) as he cut the metaphorical red ribbon on #StAnza15—the eighteenth yearly StAnza festival, no less!
Words to live by, I’d say. Now we’re 18, we’re old enough to go clubbing, read 18-rated poetry, and even vote in the upcoming general election. Now is the time to explore new things, and there’s truly something new and exciting for everyone coming up this week in St Andrews.
Short readings from Glyn Maxwell, Sheenagh Pugh and Shara McCallum at the launch party set the tone, and are a forewarning of extreme variety, for the poetry this year. I was particularly moved by Shara McCallum’s evocation of her childhood, “where violence and beauty still lie down together, city of my birth”—this is…
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