Thank you to everyone who entered this year’s Poet’s Prize, run in partnership with CHEERIO, and open, for the first time, to poets worldwide. Today we’re announcing the...
Ewan Gass is a writer, critic and teacher based in Cambridge.
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Thanks for joining us today Please, take some time to catch your breath Had you been running to get where you now are?
Just give me a minute I’m such an idiot, I came this close to missing my flight You can’t see, I’m marking a sliver with my index and thumb I arrived at the airport well in advance, strolled towards the departure lounge, telling myself I could take my time They’ve redone that bit when you get through the security checks, to make it just like all the other airports around the world The long snaking path forces you to walk by all the boutiques, where shop attendants hold out trays with perfume samples or plastic cups with shots of whisky It was 10 am, my stomach felt sick at the thought I remember looking up at the sign marked ESCAPE LOUNGE, thinking to myself, escape, yes please, that’s what I’d like to do I was drifting slowly, zoning out, under the glare of the artificial light, the clashing rhythms of the different pop songs as