My head is plunged continuously into poetry. There's a festival in early October which demands new material and I'm repeatedly slapping the afternoons trying to get it all together.
But this week belongs to a different festival, Junction, and my attention has shifted towards it. To the theatre performances, the art exhibitions, the music, the dance. To the poetry built by others.
It's a relief, it's a pleasure and I'm looking forward to being drawn into their worlds.