Courtesy of David Tait. I talk a bit about putting together a collection, poets who’ve recently had a big effect on me, and the chapbook series I’m editing for firstfruits. I think my old-fashionedness really shows in places–worrying about just how much dissonance is “allowable”, talking about gimmicks “justifying” themselves, etc.–but what can you expect from someone who thought every poem had to rhyme as recently as 2002?
Oh, and if you scroll to the bottom you can read my 2nd place poem (for which I owe a lot to Harriet McCulloch, whose Foyle poem introduced me to the form). Though it won’t be in the book, I’m very fond of it still.