Themes include: break-up, music, pubs, friendship, longing, love, connection, adventures and moving on.
Cost is £6 in person. Or £7.25 (incl UK P&P) either by cheque in advance, through PayPal or directly to my bank account.
Dates I will be places
5th-8th October 2017 Poetry Swindon Festival Richard Jeffries Museum
21st October 2017 Sunderland Libraries Literature Festival
24th November 2017 Pamphlet Launch ‘The Sky is Cracked’
Word Club, The Chemic Tavern, Leeds
27th January 2018 Story Walk for Imbolc Marsden
4th February 2018 Pub Poets – guest spot – Blackpool
9th February 2018 Half Moon Books – support for Poets, Prattlers and Pandemonialists – Leeds
19th February 2018 Queenies – Huddersfield
25th February 2018 -Sunday Sessions – Slawit Gallery, Slaithwaite, Huddersfield
7th March 2017 Verse Matters – guest spot – Sheffield
11th April 2018 Speaker’s Corner – guest spot – York
20th April 2018 Manky Poets – guest spot – Chorlton Library
11th June 2018 WordPlay – guest spot – Square Chapel, Halifax
12th July 2018 Albert Poets – guest spot – Huddersfield Library
More dates TBC
Sarah Dixon writes so knowingly and with unerring lightness of touch. She knows about breaking and aching and treads nimbly between mythic, modern, and the sweet specificity of the mundane. She knows too of resilience and fragility and conjures with honesty and humour the strangeness and intensity of loss, and the wonder of finding. Best of all is when she touches upon longing, and so lightly, but, oh my, has it been touched – as we have, unforgettably.
These are beautifully crafted poems which will speak to everyone. Telling the story of the loss of love – and a return to life – “The Sky is Cracked” is as beautiful as it is sad, as delicate as it is plainspoken. Sarah Dixon’s poetry holds the reader close, and then offers up its rich layers of meaning. Like good whisky, I could taste this short collection long after I’d read it – and I wanted more.
This is poetry that “shimmies along the dado rail” to speak memorably of “the grumble of gravel under trainers.” Rich in imagery and with a wealth of truths, we’d be poorer without these poems.