I bought this book for my late grandfather when I was a teenager, and he gave me chapter-by-chapter updates while he was reading it. I've loved reading the same copy all these years later.
Ashamed to say I've never read Ariel, despite owning a copy for over a decade. Using my lunch hours this week to put that right.
I have three poems in the latest issue of The Gull magazine. One of the poems is, perhaps confusingly, called 'Gull'. The other two are, less confusingly, called 'Drowned' and 'Victoria Park, 5 a.m.'
You can read the whole issue for free here: thegullmagazine.wordpress.com
First published in 2016, The Gull calls itself "the greatest literary and cultural magazine ever to be edited by a seagull." I don't think you'll find many people who would dispute that. However, despite being only two issues old, The Gull has already featured some exceptional writing. Take a look at Gillian Clarke's poem 'Storwm Awst', published in Issue #1, to see what I mean.
Thanks to editor Christopher Cornwell for first encouraging me to submit to The Gull and then publishing my poems.