Carrie Etter - Monday 23rd May

And so we have exceeded the end of another season, with the passing of our final CB1 reading before the summer break, which featured a native of Illinois now living in England - London Festival Fringe new poetry award winner Carrie Etter.

'The Tethers marks the arrival of an original talent and is surely one of the most ambitious and accomplished first collections in recent years.' Ben Wilkinson, The Times Literary Supplement

Originally from Normal, Illinois, Carrie Etter has lived in England since 2001. She has two collections, The Tethers (Seren, 2009), which won the London Festival Fringe New Poetry Award, and Divining for Starters (Shearsman, 2011); she also edited the anthology, Infinite Difference: Other Poetries by UK Women Poets (Shearsman, 2010).

'It's rare to find a poet having quite so much fun with language and life as Carrie Etter. The poems perform acrobatics with forms as they are driven by the possibilities of words so each piece seems to arrive at its own unexpected and surprised ending.' Daljit Nagra

Her poems have been published widely in the UK and US in such journals as Poetry Wales, Poetry Review, PN Review, The Rialto, The Times Literary Supplement, and many others. She is senior lecturer in creative writing at Bath Spa University and a tutor for The Poetry School.

Monday 23rd May, The Punter, Open Mic floor spots, books for sale. Doors 7.30pm Readings 8pm. Tickets on the door only, £4/£3.


When gales make a house a boat to toss on water,
And Gonzalo scrutinizes me, says I'm ripe

For hanging, and loquaciously heads below deck,
I know this isn't the oceanic feeling

Freud wrote of, this lingering image of a child
Placing paper boat after boat onto a brook,

Though each one drowns in a short drop ten feet downstream.
Placing white boat after boat onto a brook,

Because she has learned beginner's origami,
Because her fingers have amassed a score of cuts,

Because some of the boats never looked seaworthy,
Because a surprising number can glide like swans,

The girl sets her boats on a fatal course, and though
Her head is bent, I can just see her eyes' fierce gleam.

Carrie Etter