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Andrew Neilson
@andrewjamesneilson.bsky.social
Dishevelled wandering star. Director of Campaigns @thehowardleague.bsky.social Co-florist @badlilies.bsky.social andrewneilson.uk
Busy week, and month! I turned 50 in the month, launched a debut poetry pamphlet last week (see pic, notice the trainers doing all the hard work) and put out a fantastic new Bad Lilies issue with Kathryn Gray! Frankly, I'm now knackered.
October 31, 2025 at 8:48 PM
October 28, 2025 at 8:54 PM
Michael Longley described the Virgil line here, a sly reference to Seamus Heaney (post-Nobel), as "a learned leg-pull". But I think the poem as a whole is more than that...deadly serious, even. One of his marvellous unfolding single sentences too.
October 12, 2025 at 6:38 PM
Autumn, Suffolk.
October 12, 2025 at 5:25 PM
My pamphlet of poems, Summers Are Other, is officially out now. Here's a taster, a version of Du Fu that Linton Kwesi Johnson used as an epigraph to Time Come, his Selected Prose. rackpress.blogspot.com?m=1
October 4, 2025 at 5:37 PM
Poem for a Shabbat. By @jsaphra.bsky.social.
October 3, 2025 at 5:24 PM
My poetry pamphlet Summers Are Other is available for pre-order now from Rack Press: rackpress.blogspot.com?m=1. I also have copies available if you message me. And they're out in the very occasional wild! Official launch in London on 29 October...more info to follow. 🙏
September 18, 2025 at 4:18 PM
Coming this autumn from Rack Press. Poems!
September 5, 2025 at 7:43 PM
'The Viaduct': poem and construction. My uncle was a coal miner at Bilston Glen. Thank you to Gerry Cambridge of The Dark Horse for publishing the poem, and my thoughts on Seamus Heaney. This is a poetry magazine everyone should read.
August 30, 2025 at 5:58 PM
Back from a trip to see my family in Scotland and what was awaiting me on my return but this grand wee magazine. Featuring the final part of a trilogy of essays therein I've written on excellence, entertainment, and edification...the final essay being on Seamus Heaney.
August 28, 2025 at 6:33 PM
Poem by me. I've lived in London for most of my adult life but I am Scottish. This one is about another Scottish poet. Sometimes the emotions run so deep you have to access the language.
August 10, 2025 at 8:20 PM
Great poem by Rebecca Watts.
August 9, 2025 at 3:48 PM
I just spent a moment staring at this old friend and feeling whole again. Reasons for why forthcoming. ❤️
August 2, 2025 at 6:06 PM
A treasured possession. 'Black Spiders' (1982) by
@kathleenjamie.bsky.social
. Possibly the only poet I know of who shares my interest in the 5,000-year-old Caiy Stane. undiscoveredscotland.co.uk/edinburgh/ca...
July 19, 2025 at 8:41 PM
Cyril Connolly asked Wystan Auden to write a poem that would make him cry. Here is the poem. It has perhaps the greatest ending to a poem ever. It also (always) feels timely.
July 13, 2025 at 8:44 PM
July, not June. But still.#JaneKenyon
July 11, 2025 at 5:57 PM
Apparently America has not had a Poet Laureate (Consultant to the Library of Congress) since April. Make of this what you will! Here's Anthony Hecht's (tongue-in-cheek) summary of the privileges incumbent to the role:
July 6, 2025 at 9:50 PM
Very proud of my daughter, Eleanor, getting a first overall in her first year studying Politics at York. If I'm the old block, she is very definitely more than just a chip. ❤️
July 1, 2025 at 6:44 PM
Happy people/places ❤️
June 22, 2025 at 9:05 PM
Happy 160th birthday to the man.
June 13, 2025 at 8:40 PM
The pics in question!
May 18, 2025 at 6:03 PM
Auden, as ever, being relevant and politically difficult.
May 13, 2025 at 6:57 PM
'The City of Dreadful Night' is a Victorian poem by Scottish poet James 'B.V.' Thomson. I've had call to think of it often as I mourn the fifth anniversary of the death of my old compadre Roddy Lumsden. Thank you @PoetryBrum for publishing this. Truth and tenderness! X
May 9, 2025 at 6:59 PM
Is this Annie Freud's best poem? It is very fine, and I think of it often.
May 4, 2025 at 7:41 PM
A horrible week at work responding to a horrible government announcement. And it started with saying goodbye to my daughter, going back to university. Empty nest syndrome is real and hard. Here is a poem I wrote about the little griefs of parenthood.
April 27, 2025 at 7:51 PM