I am about to learn a poem off by heart. In theory this should be easy — I wrote the poem. I weighed up each line and each word — why do I think I don’t know it already?
The poem is ‘Now I Can Make Scones’. In the next couple of weeks, this poem is going to be filmed. I could have said I would read it but I said I would learn it and perform it.
Hard to say which part of this I am looking forward to least — being filmed or performing a poem.
As Emma Purshouse and I say to each other when we are about to do something poetry-related that scares us: Remind me why are we doing this again? Ah, yes, because we enjoy it…