Four ways in, depending on how much room you have. A six-week course, a single evening class, a set of recordings you can watch at midnight, or an hour on your own poems with me.
Six weeks
The Made Thing
Six weeks, ten writers
A cohort course in the craft of the poem: image, line, form, music, revision, and the ending you didn't know you were writing toward. One live session a week, one poem a week, close reading in between.
- Six live two-hour sessions
- A new poem every week
- Written feedback on three poems
- Ten writers, one cohort
€180for the full course
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Single session
One Poem, One Evening
Two hours, twelve seats
Standalone evening classes on one thing at a time — the sonnet, the prose poem, the list poem, the elegy. Read three examples, write one draft, hear it out loud. Come to one or come to all of them.
- Two hours, online
- No experience required
- Nothing to prepare
- You leave with a draft
€25per class
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Watch anytime
The Line Breaks Here
Eight lessons, self-paced
Eight recorded lessons on how a poem actually gets built, with the prompts and worked examples I use in the live room. No schedule, no cohort, no deadline. Start tonight if you like.
- Eight video lessons
- Downloadable prompt pack
- Worked examples, line by line
- Lifetime access
€45one-time, yours to keep
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One to one
Close Reading
Up to five poems
Private feedback on your own work. Send up to five poems or a manuscript section ahead of time; we spend an hour on what the poems are doing, what they're avoiding, and where to go next. Written notes follow.
- One hour, one to one
- Up to five poems read in advance
- Written notes afterwards
- Manuscript ordering on request
€90per session
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How the room works
Every class starts with somebody else's poem, because the fastest way to learn a move is to watch it land. Then you write — in the room, from a prompt, twenty minutes, no editing. Whoever wants to reads aloud, and the response is specific: what arrived, what wants air, what the poem is doing that you hadn't noticed yet.
Nothing is workshopped to death and nothing said in the room leaves it. If you'd rather write from grief than from craft, the Writing Through the Fire workshop is the door for that instead.