Poems in translation on Lyrikline

October 3, 2015

So totally delighted to have fifteen of my poems posted in translation on Lyrikline: Untitled (Howe)The Ocean I Call MineWindow, Not SkyUnfinished Rooms, The ApartmentThe FloodI Do Not Want Rain for RainBabelA Raincoat, A Spell of Rain Ago, Oregon TrailMy 100-Year-Old GhostSummer Nights, WalkingUntitled (Lincoln)Waiting for the Ocean, and The Duke in Pines appear in their original English plus translations into Arabic, Turkish, Bulgarian, German and Bosnian.

Thanks so much to the translators for all their hard work, and thanks to VERSschmuggel, Highlight Arts & Literature Across Frontiers who facilitated many of these versions.

I Do Not Want Rain For Rain in Berlin

October 1, 2015

Huge thanks to the wonderful folks at The Reader Berlin for having me over and recording this video of my poem ‘I Do Not Want Rain for Rain‘. Apologies for the dog.

The poem is from my second book, The Good Dark, published by Penned in the Margins.

Viewmaster at Sand Festival, Norway

September 30, 2015

Delighted to be heading to the sunny climes of Kristiansand, Norway for Sand Festival, where the words and music of Viewmaster will be setting up shop from 6-10 October. Hope to see you there!

VIEWMASTER is a personal and poetic slideshow created specifically for your eyes and ears only. In less than 15 minutes Ryan Van Winkle (poet) and Dan Gorman (sound artist) guide you through a playful and surreal journey to a land far far away.

VIEWMASTER is more than just a performance. It is a riveting experience that starts in a child-like cave, before it sweeps you away to another world. An imaginative leap to a foreign land and a step back to childhood wonder – all the time being accompanied by live music and poetry. A 15-minute private, supernatural and engulfing experience.

Theatre, Inspiration and Scotland: Penned in the Margins Interview Part Two

September 26, 2015

In which I discuss making theatre, artistic influences and the community in Scotland with the wonderful folks at Penned in the Margins.

CONFESSIONAL PULL QUOTE (out of context) —
“I simply love liner notes…”

Lighthouse, with Ragland

September 20, 2015

Even more good Ragland related news: we have collaborated on a track entitled ‘Lighthouse’, and you can listen to it below.

pen: New collaboration poem with Ragland as part of Queensland Poetry Festival

September 17, 2015

Delighted to announce a new collaborative poem, ‘Too Many Raindrops‘ with Ragland, as part of the Queensland Poetry Festival.

The theme for the 2015 Queensland Poetry Festival is ‘Language is a virus from outer space’. I have been curating a project for the festival that responds to this theme and the future of poetry. PEN will be available in a limited edition of 100 usbs at the festival bookshop. With language as virus, the nature and format of <O>PEN means that the files are susceptible to sharing and editing. All works are licensed under Creative Commons Sharealike 4.0, so responses and remixes are very welcome.

[Line Break] Hilary Menos: Carrying Language

September 14, 2015

This month’s guest is Hilary Menos, farmer, poet and winner of the Forward Prize for Best First Collection 2010 for ‘Berg’. Her most recent collection is ‘Red Devon’, which draws from her experience living in the Devonshire Domesday Manor which is now her home. In this interview, Hilary shares some of the crowdpleasing ‘bankers’ from her poetry set, writing poems in a slaughterhouse, and Ryan grills Hilary on her Superman knowledge. Plus – more sparks from Ryan. Produced by Culture Laser productions.

Southern Crossings Tour Diary – Sunday, 23 August – Day 1

August 25, 2015

Changi Airport – Singapore: 18.04

It is a common thing, before a big trip, for people to ask – ‘are you excited for Australia?’

My response is always the same, ‘No. But I will be when I get there.’ I don’t tend to ‘look forward’ in that way, to dream of how good something or someplace will be. I don’t check the weather. I do not buy a Lonely Planet.


Managing Expectations @ Changi Airport

I’m sure I’m not the only one who manages expectations in this way. Surely there are people who won’t read reviews before seeing the film.

However, my friends David Stavanger & Annie Te Whiu (co-directors of this year’s Queensland Poetry Festival) suggested I write a blog, maybe telling people how excited I am to be part of the Scottish cohort heading to QPF this year.

Well, as I said, I don’t get excited before things but I’m 99% sure to be excitedly drinking with them after the gig. And, honestly, performance artist MacGillivray & my old friend William Letford have consistently delivered performances which live inside me. It is a semi-eclectic bill – the three of us – but one that speaks to the programmers’ attraction to poems which are crafted and can exist on the page but also to poets who know how to read and perform their work, who are willing to collaborate & experiment with music, noise, voice to create something unique for the live audience. Together, we’re going to try to do that.

18.23 – Poets are the new whalers

Being in this airport so far from both my Scottish & American homes reminds me of something Jane Hirshfield once quipped to me – ‘poets are the new whalers’ – she emailed as we kept almost being in the same city at the same time a few years back.

There’s not much money or fame in our line of work but man, she was right, some of us lucky ones get to criss-cross the globe. I’ve been to Lebanon & Iraq with Letford, seen David Stavanger in Edinburgh, St Andrews and Brisbane and after this jaunt MacGillivray is flying straight to LA for more gigs.

The worrying thought occurs that maybe we’re not the whalers but the whales. Or maybe the great poem is the whale, the impossible, illusive, destructive thing that we (as writers) chase along with audiences (as readers) – both of us Ahab. Manically, scanning the seas for that brilliant white one.

18.45 – I Never Really Left

I sat down with a Laksa soup and realized I still had my Edinburgh International Book Festival lanyard in my back pocket.

Laksa & Lanyard

Laksa & Lanyard

I think I’ll keep it with me as I go from the Melbourne Writers Festival to the Queensland Poetry Festival. It will remind me of the conversations had in Edinburgh with Mexican poets & writers, with critics, with Sami & Inuit poets, with author musicians like John Darnielle and almost certainly the threads will continue, a global conversation, a global village.

Some Threads in My Head

— The visiting Mexican poet Monica de la Torre said that writing the poem is as important as the poem, that the act of writing is a learning process, that she doesn’t know what she wants to say when she starts and the act of writing is the act of discovery (paraphrasing from memory here, sorry Monica). It was a heartening idea to hear articulated in front of a crowd and I wonder, if I like the writers who have a process which is similar to mine,  who are not making an argument but are charting a journey to an argument? And is that fair to the writers who don’t write that way — who start with an argument and work towards it?

— Would be a good website? Am I an intellectual snob? Or, as the writer & critic Stuart Kelly said, do I believe in an ‘elitism for all’? 

— Is performance poetry / slam poetry / spoken word a capitalist construct because it monitizes poetry via crowd pleasing activities? (as suggested in The Guardian comments section, here) Or, more generously, is it populist and speaking to ‘the people’?

— David Stavanger, Mr Ghostboy, who himself straddles the twin stallions of both page poetry & spoken word will have something to say about this, no doubt. It is reflected in his programming & of course in his work of which there is much I admire. I surprise myself by sincerely looking forward to that conversation. I suspect he will say what I know deep down — that good is good & bad is bad and labels, like flags, are stupid.

— I think to myself, ‘Language does more than order a cup of coffee. Language does more than ‘communicate’ on the most obvious level. Language does more than say, ‘2 dollars fifty cents, thank you’. The visiting Mexican poet, Gabriela Jauregui, said something along the lines that poetry / language diverts the ‘transactional’, and also that poetry can overcome the language of (what she called) ‘necrocapitalism’ in Mexico.

 — Jessie Kleeman pushed language far out in her hypnotic & moving Jura Unbound performance as part of Highlight Arts‘ ‘Head North, My Friend‘. At one point she asked, ‘what will we do without dogs when the ice melts? Build factories to turn them into food?’ Ouch.

— Highlight Arts‘ ‘Head North, My Friend‘ took place on the day President Obama gave permission for Shell to drill in the Arctic.

— This classic clip from Orson Welles’ The Third Man has been going around my head thanks to the visiting Mexican journalist Juan Villoro.


— Does making art require suffering, violence, blood? If you had the choice, would you want to be Switzerland or Italy? I was glad I got to ask that of John Darnielle &  Gavin Extence who both have suffered & seen suffering first hand.



18.55 – I Better Go Now

I think my flight is boarding and this airport is big. I’m also mildly curious about ‘how to become a Changhi Airport Millionaire’ – would that be a millionaire only in the confines of this airport. Like The Terminal but with Donald Trump as Tom Hanks?

I’ll be performing with William Letford & MacGillivary at The Toff in Town, Melbourne. Wednesday 26 August
We’ll be joining the Queensland Poetry Festival on Thursday the 27th. Check the listings here.
With grateful acknowledgement to Creative Scotland for financial assistance.

The Good Dark at Edinburgh International Book Festival – Interviews

August 10, 2015

On Friday 21 August I’ll be joining poet Jonathan Edwards (My Family and Other Superheroes) at the Baillie Gifford Corner Theatre for poems and chat at this year’s Edinburgh International Book Festival. I’ll be reading from my second collection, The Good Dark, and you can find some interviews I did about it below. Hope to see you there!

The Good Dark — Interviews

Over the past couple of months, I’ve been writing an awful lot about myself & about the process of making the The Good Dark. You can read these conversations in full but, to save you time, I’ve taken my favorite quotes out of context below.
You can buy a book from Penned in the Margins & you’ll find me reading at the  Edinburgh International Book Festival on 21 August at 20.45. I’ll also be in Australia at the end of August. 
Penned in the Margins 

“Fundamental, beautiful or total menace.”

The Poetry School

“So, I tend to apologise.”

Scottish Book Trust

“I do miss reporting and think it can be truly meaningful, truly impactful in a way which poetry and fiction just can’t be.”

Scottish Poetry Library

“…man, this beach is useless.”


“Are you threatening me?”

Inpress Books

“Aliens and hoverboards…”

Shakespeare & Company

“I still have a little of that in me, the feeling that some days I’d be better off packing up for Australia.”

The Ofi Press

“I’m still trying to figure out how much I can cut him up without killing him.”

Missing Slate

“When I write a poem, I’m not trying to entertain, I’m trying to be honest.”

Sabotage Reviews

“I’m afraid of scales.”

The Good Dark at Edinburgh International Book Festival – Reviews

August 9, 2015

On Friday 21 August I’ll be joining poet Jonathan Edwards (My Family and Other Superheroes) at the Baillie Gifford Corner Theatre for poems and chat at this year’s Edinburgh International Book Festival. I’ll be reading from my second collection, The Good Dark, reviews of which you can find below. Hope to see you there!

The Good Dark — Reviews

So far, reviews of The Good Dark have been kind. If you’d like to hear me read in person, you can catch me at the Edinburgh International Book Festival on 21 August at 20.45.

‘(The Good Dark) moves between stabbing pain, deep melancholy and cautious optimism, always with the same gentle touch.’ — The Skinny

‘Channelling Bob Dylan at his trippy, visionary best…’ — The Scotsman

‘…the poetry of loss in The Good Dark, particularly loss of love, is not bitter or recriminatory, but a kind of analysis, a recognition of one’s own failure, even a manner of apology.’ — Dave Coates

Buy a copy from Penned in the Margins, or find it wherever you buy your books.