On the Fell

Winds have
so cut it it
can give
an edge
to wind

a sand
stone
boulder
sandblasted

to a blade         a breathless bone
releasing these              sharp grains      of sand

by John Birtwhistle

Two reminders from the Poetry Centre: the Department of English and Modern Languages is offering one three year, full-time PhD studentship. For the successful candidate the home/EU fee will be paid by the Faculty and the student will receive an annual stipend of £7000 for three years beginning in 2014/15. The deadline for applications is Monday 10 March, and there are more details on the Department’s website. Please spread the word!

Don’t forget too that the Poetry Centre and the Ashmolean Museum have launched ‘Picture This!’, their Pre-Raphaelite poetry competition, open to all Sixth Formers studying in Oxford. More details can be found on the Ashmolean’s website. 

‘On the Fell’ is copyright © John Birtwhistle, 2013. It is reprinted by permission of Anvil Press from Eventualities (Anvil Press, 2013).

Notes from Anvil Press:

This is John Birtwhistle‘s first collection of poems since Our Worst Suspicions (1985), a Poetry Book Society Recommendation. In the meantime much of his writing has gone into libretti, including The Plumber’s Gift, performed by English National Opera. He has not, however, been neglecting poetry – as can be seen from the energetic variety of form and tone displayed here. Birtwhistle accepts from modernism the duties of visual clarity, concision, and originality of phrase; but he unites this with a romantic commitment to feeling and to organic form. His subject matter is wide-ranging as ever, but shows a new intensity about the life cycle. You can read further selections from Eventualities on the Anvil website.

John Birtwhistle was a Writing Fellow at the University of Southampton before becoming a Lecturer in English at the University of York. He now lives in Sheffield with his wife, son, and daughter.

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