Roddy Lumsden and Tom Warner

Roddy Lumsden’s first book Yeah Yeah Yeah (1997) was shortlisted for Forward and Saltire prizes, and The Book of Love (2000), a PBS Choice, was short-listed for the T.S. Eliot Prize. Third Wish Wasted (Bloodaxe Books, 2009) is his latest collection. As “poet-in-residence” to the music industry he co-wrote The Message, a book on poetry and pop music (Poetry Society, 1999). His anthology Identity Parade: new British and Irish poets is due from Bloodaxe Books in 2010. Born in St Andrews, he lived in Edinburgh before moving to London.

"...the rhymes, the larks, the brutal punch-lines tug Lumsden’s poems off the page and into the living context they describe" – Verse

"Even in his earliest work, it isn’t easy to make out the seam between talent and technique, and in the newer poems the idiom is crisp, quiet, and thoroughly annealed… There is a level of talent that will ransom any project in any school." – D.H. Tracy, Poetry

Tom Warner has previously won an Eric Gregory Award and was recently selected to become one of the Faber New Poets in 2010. His work has been published in a number of places including The Rialto, Smith's Knoll and Stand. He is currently poet-in-residence to Newark, Nottinghamshire as part of the Poetry-on-Trent project funded by the National Lottery through Arts Council England.

"There is a genuine sensibility at work here... Poetry used as a vehicle of serious investigation" - Christopher Reid

"This is exquisite work ... Thomas Warner has an exceptional gift as a serious poet" – Denise Riley

"Thomas Warner is one of the most interesting poets I've taught...I've no doubt we'll be hearing more of him in the future" - Andrew Motion

Extract from Tandem by Roddy Lumsden

[...] and once at Berlin Zoo,
a beatifical hyena, swollen with it -
twice her own size,

days away from dropping
her sprawl of cubs - at whom
I stared rapt until I saw

she was not looking out of her cage
but into mine; and that
I'd held these bars all my life.

Astacology by Tom Warner

Astacology is the study of crayfish
and won’t get past Microsoft’s spell-check.

Crayfish, also known as
crodgers, crawdaddies, mudbugs and yabbies.

The one I found among the crabby rocks
of a disused mill was a crawdaddy, laden with eggs.

I pinched her, finger and thumb, across the cephalothorax;
a spiny tongue, severed, snapping and flicking.

I thought of the awkward American girl with large teeth
who corrected my pronunciation of Los Angeles.