“Are you excited,” my mother asks me, clearly excited herself. I was, I guess, but I hadn’t yet seen them for myself.
The first box of the paperback version of Fás | Growth had been delivered to my family home in Dublin, but between living in Cork, to going on holidays to Portugal, I hadn’t yet seen a physical book, or had a chance to feel it.
When I did, it was a surreal experience. Continue reading “Publishing (and Performing) Poetry”
