Caroline Hett
@carolinehett.bsky.social
Walk, read, write, swim, garden, sleep.
Pinned
Make a band edible:
Fleetwood Big Mac
Fleetwood Big Mac
Make a band edible:
Henry Cow Pie
Henry Cow Pie
Make a band edible:
Emerson, Lake and Huntley & Palmer
Emerson, Lake and Huntley & Palmer
September 12, 2026 at 10:40 PM
Make a band edible:
Fleetwood Big Mac
Fleetwood Big Mac
September 3, 2026 at 4:43 PM
Home now after swimming the 2KM Christiansborg Rundt and the Kruger Relay in Copenhagen. Lovely time with friends and family in a beautiful city.
September 2, 2026 at 9:43 AM
Home now after swimming the 2KM Christiansborg Rundt and the Kruger Relay in Copenhagen. Lovely time with friends and family in a beautiful city.
Walking the cobbles of Nyhavn thinking about Samuel Beckett and I pass this. Synchronicity?
August 29, 2026 at 1:01 PM
Walking the cobbles of Nyhavn thinking about Samuel Beckett and I pass this. Synchronicity?
Reposted by Caroline Hett
They should have timed Starmer's resignation for the moment of the eclipse, like some sort of ancient portent.
August 12, 2026 at 7:17 AM
They should have timed Starmer's resignation for the moment of the eclipse, like some sort of ancient portent.
Reposted by Caroline Hett
Delightful light night reading:
From 1999, letters Samuel Beckett and Ernie Bushmiller exchanged over four months in 1952-1953:
From 1999, letters Samuel Beckett and Ernie Bushmiller exchanged over four months in 1952-1953:
The Beckett/Bushmiller Letters | The American Reader
theamericanreader.com
May 16, 2025 at 5:58 AM
Delightful light night reading:
From 1999, letters Samuel Beckett and Ernie Bushmiller exchanged over four months in 1952-1953:
From 1999, letters Samuel Beckett and Ernie Bushmiller exchanged over four months in 1952-1953:
Reposted by Caroline Hett
‘It’s a national reclamation’: the 12-year festival bringing Samuel Beckett back to Ireland
‘It’s a national reclamation’: the 12-year festival bringing Samuel Beckett back to Ireland
The playwright has long been considered one of the country’s most famous exports, but not an ‘Irish writer’. An ambitious new season of plays explores his complex relationship with his homeland – and tickets are already on sale for 2036
www.theguardian.com
July 10, 2026 at 12:46 PM
‘It’s a national reclamation’: the 12-year festival bringing Samuel Beckett back to Ireland
Vase of flowers from the garden, everything apart from the cotinus grown from seed. My garden would like some rain now please.
July 30, 2026 at 11:37 AM
Vase of flowers from the garden, everything apart from the cotinus grown from seed. My garden would like some rain now please.
Reposted by Caroline Hett
I wrote about how the young Andy Burnham's admiration for Philip Larkin was all part of his grand plan to rule the UK
"Little Englandism of the Left"
How Andy Burnham's bid for power started with Philip Larkin
someflowerssoon.substack.com
July 26, 2026 at 8:35 AM
I wrote about how the young Andy Burnham's admiration for Philip Larkin was all part of his grand plan to rule the UK
Happy Days, Act II on Derrynane beach.
July 14, 2026 at 5:24 PM
Happy Days, Act II on Derrynane beach.
Michael Hofmann accompanied me to the lido.
May 14, 2025 at 9:52 PM
Michael Hofmann accompanied me to the lido.
I love the way Michael Hofmann describes Wallace Stevens as “the Matisse among poets” and “imitating a whole orchestra, not despising the triangle.” (Behind the Lines by Michael Hofmann, published by Faber & Faber.)
May 14, 2025 at 7:44 AM
I love the way Michael Hofmann describes Wallace Stevens as “the Matisse among poets” and “imitating a whole orchestra, not despising the triangle.” (Behind the Lines by Michael Hofmann, published by Faber & Faber.)
Today at the lido: 18 degrees in the water. Cycled 10KM here and about to cycle the 10KM home after a gorgeous swim. Forgot to bring a sandwich.
May 13, 2025 at 12:01 PM
Today at the lido: 18 degrees in the water. Cycled 10KM here and about to cycle the 10KM home after a gorgeous swim. Forgot to bring a sandwich.
After two months using the leisure centre’s sweat-drenched yoga mats, I finally rested my third eye on my own mat.
March 2, 2025 at 12:28 PM
After two months using the leisure centre’s sweat-drenched yoga mats, I finally rested my third eye on my own mat.
Christmas treats.
December 28, 2024 at 11:06 PM
Christmas treats.
Happy birthday to William Blake and to me.
November 28, 2024 at 9:27 PM
Happy birthday to William Blake and to me.
Holy Trinity Church in Blythburgh is very special to me. Such a joy to find Humphrey Jennings—my latest poetry crush— looking at the same rafters in his poem ‘Blythburgh’.
October 20, 2024 at 7:25 AM
Holy Trinity Church in Blythburgh is very special to me. Such a joy to find Humphrey Jennings—my latest poetry crush— looking at the same rafters in his poem ‘Blythburgh’.
Dreamt I was with Humphrey Jennings on the terrace at Tate Modern. HJ was filming Hieronymous Bosch’s Ascent of the Blessed against the backdrop of St Paul’s at night. It was my job to turn on and off off an enormous floodlight. (I blame @jntod.bsky.social ’s wonderful poetry Substack.)
October 13, 2024 at 9:07 AM
Dreamt I was with Humphrey Jennings on the terrace at Tate Modern. HJ was filming Hieronymous Bosch’s Ascent of the Blessed against the backdrop of St Paul’s at night. It was my job to turn on and off off an enormous floodlight. (I blame @jntod.bsky.social ’s wonderful poetry Substack.)
Now finished the unfinished autobiography tra-la.
Having a very serious holiday romance with Louis MacNeice. It started with Selected Poems (ed by Auden), then raced on to his unfinished autobiography. My marriage is now in tatters; LM poems sound so goddam good read aloud.
September 1, 2024 at 1:28 PM
Now finished the unfinished autobiography tra-la.
Having a very serious holiday romance with Louis MacNeice. It started with Selected Poems (ed by Auden), then raced on to his unfinished autobiography. My marriage is now in tatters; LM poems sound so goddam good read aloud.
August 30, 2024 at 4:28 AM
Having a very serious holiday romance with Louis MacNeice. It started with Selected Poems (ed by Auden), then raced on to his unfinished autobiography. My marriage is now in tatters; LM poems sound so goddam good read aloud.
Reposted by Caroline Hett
The violent fascist riots in the UK may be over for now. I begin to hope so. But it’s not sufficient to say they were ‘not British’. White supremacism is woven into history, culture, language. Here’s a thread of UK-based poets who have written about how this can be found in everyday situations.
August 8, 2024 at 7:31 PM
The violent fascist riots in the UK may be over for now. I begin to hope so. But it’s not sufficient to say they were ‘not British’. White supremacism is woven into history, culture, language. Here’s a thread of UK-based poets who have written about how this can be found in everyday situations.
Been thinking about this. Malcolm Lowry and also Jean Rhys. After Leaving Mr Mackenzie is a work of genius.
Who do you think is the best (not 'greatest') English (not Welsh, Scottish or Irish) novelist of the 20th century? It's a crowded field, and I'll start the ball rolling with Richard Hughes (1900-1976). Any takers?
July 15, 2024 at 6:26 PM
Been thinking about this. Malcolm Lowry and also Jean Rhys. After Leaving Mr Mackenzie is a work of genius.
What has gone wrong, that we should all seem to be made of paper and straw? John Cheever, Journals, The Sixties
Wonderful book.
Wonderful book.
July 15, 2024 at 4:56 PM
What has gone wrong, that we should all seem to be made of paper and straw? John Cheever, Journals, The Sixties
Wonderful book.
Wonderful book.
