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January feels like a good time to resurrect this blog. I have nearly finished setting two new Oystercatchers, one by Nancy Gaffield & one by Jeremy Noel-Tod. The latter is a tribute to Roger Langley as we approach the third anniversary of his death. I am also looking forward to the publication of my versions of Petrarch's complete sonnets. This chunky (for me) volume should be out from Reality Street in late January 2015.

I have also been getting on with my versions of all Cavalcanti's poems. Here's a recent sample. 

Future posts will bring more detailed news of new Oystercatcher publications, as well as a few thoughts on work I have enjoyed reading over recent months.

But that's enough for this one. I need to get back into training for this lark.

Cavalcanty 12

Perché non fuoro a me gli occhi dispenti

sending coded postcards to my lady

of awkward compartmentalisations

now that her pole-dancing days are over

& her interest in art has begun

here’s one of me & S. Sebastian

& here’s one of my cock in the bocca

della verità & this is the end

of yet another phase of hopelessness

not that it hasn’t had its miracles

its commas of starlight in the wine glass

the morning moving down her naked back

her fists full of my ordinary hair

I devote the rest of my life to these
bucatini all’amatriciana