‘Tis Burn’s Night tonight and my clever joint editor Kathleen Cassen Mickelson, contrived by luck or design, to schedule a Scottish-bred poet on EDP today. We are delighted to welcome to Every Day Poets for the first time (not the last I hope?) talented local poet (local to here that is) Pippa Little. Pippa is not only an excellent poet and a very intelligent woman, she’s nice wif it! The Bard would be pleased. And if you are also local to here then please try to join us at:
First Thursday Reading,
FEB 2ND 1- 2pm
ANNE RYLAND and PIPPA LITTLE
Lecture Theatre 6, KIng George V1 Building, University of Newcastle
Free, All Welcome, Sandwich-friendly!
I have a poem in The Pygmy Giant today too In a Winter Garden which came out of a writing challenge in WriteWords some weeks ago. I hope you like that too.
So it’s Haggis, neeps and tatties tonight and we’re having the company of a friend so we will toast the pudding and the bard in appropriate fashion
“Fair fa’ your honest, sonsie face,
Great chieftain o’ the puddin-race!
Aboon them a’ ye tak your place,
Painch, tripe, or thairm:
Weel are ye wordy o’ a grace
As lang’s my arm.”
and for afters, Cranachan Cheesecake. I’ll put the recipe up if it’s a success – I made it up you see! and now I am going to experiment by feeding to my husband and a friend.
I have a story in Flashes in the Dark “That Bell” It is slightly longer on horror than my usual fare but chilling enough for a Burn’s Night read.
I’m off to the gym now to try and work off that Burn’s Night feast before I eat it! You see what a sad case I am! Shhhhhhh! Let it be our secret.