E Y E W E A R, THE BLOG - FREEDOM MEANS BEING UNAFRAID TO WRITE WHAT YOU THINK

Eyewear is pleased to welcome, this winter-thaw Friday, Abigail Parry (pictured).  Parry is a toymaker and circus skills coach by profession, and spends five months of the year on the festival circuit; in the winter she lives in London, and is studying for a PhD.  She has had poems published in Ambit , The Rialto and Magma , and is currently working on a first collection.  In 2010 she won an Eric Gregory.  She's one of the Young British Poets to especially watch. Notes on not becoming a werewolf You feel it first As an itch in the teeth, a twitch Of nerves coiled too tight.  Some vague aperture sliding open   Between the heart and gut. Precautions must be taken. Do not enjoy too much The quick grey jolt of hare, the split-crate thrill Of punctured appleskin, High lonely places, wind, The supple creak Of oiled leather. Woods Are of course best avoided. Copses, spinneys, anywhere, In fact, where the strong-sweet bulk Of horse chestnut crowds too clos...