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Back home from London, and the Ambit Christmas reading. I know I’m a biased reviewer, but it was a great bash, with a full house at The Owl Bookshop, top notch poetry, and the wine freely flowing. Martin Bax was in fine form, kitting his staff out with red roses on lapels and setting them the task of soliciting subscriptions to keep the magazine going, post-Olympics related Arts funding cuts. Ambit is ‘the magazine that thinks it’s a book’; it publishes poetry, short fiction and art, a feast for the mind and eye.
I performed ‘Frau Dittmer’ which garnered compliments on the German accent – in fact I seem to be creating the impression that I speak German, which is another incentive to return to Berlin next year and work on my in fact extremely rudimentary grasp of the language … I also read ‘Good Definition’, as part of the night’s spicy Christmas fare. Peter Porter, in a beautifully modulated reading, took a savage swipe at poinsettias, while Alexis Lykiard read a poem inciting us all to surrealist action – spit on a priest today, kind reader… I also enjoyed Judy Gagahan’s sequence of rather lovely football poems from her new collection.
After the reading I met a few of the audience members, including David Kilburn who runs a tea museum in Japan, as well as an online international fiction magazine, and Professor Hovhanness Pilikian, an Armenian scholar and sculptor who is involved in the global peace movement. I have included a few links below – hope you enjoy them, and have a very merry and poetic festive season!