In honour of Derek Walcott, 23 January 1930–17 March 2017   As the editor for eleven years of Poetry Wales (1997–2008), I encountered writers who claimed not to read, in case reading contaminated their unique and God-given style. I was inundated by writers who did not know, in literary terms, that the wheel had been […]
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