With a stuffed crow at Wenlock Poetry Summer School

‘I saw his eye gleam./  I saw a trance fall/  on the park’ My new Crow (for The Crow House, natch) and I spent yesterday with Wenlock Books Poetry Summer School and 13 enthusiastically cawing children. I explained to the group the strange tale of the crows that lived in the tall trees, right in the middle of a small town by the sea in southern … Continue reading With a stuffed crow at Wenlock Poetry Summer School

‘The Crow House’ at Ludlow Library

I just spent a wonderful morning with ten creative kids and two taxidermied crows. We read extracts from ‘The Crow House’, invented ways for household objects to transport innocents to other times and places, told stories, inspected the lovely dangerous crows, drew them and wrote about them.  Thank you Iran Morris and Ludlow Library! Continue reading ‘The Crow House’ at Ludlow Library