and in the shop…
“Reading Between the Lines”,
“Finding the River Horse”,
pamphlet collections –
“Punching Cork Stoppers”
this poet is taking part in the poetry pRO project
Neil Leadbeater was born in Wolverhampton, England. He was educated at Repton and is an English graduate from the University of London. Author, poet, essayist and critic, his work has been published widely in anthologies and journals both at home and abroad.
His publications include Hoarding Conkers at Hailes Abbey (Littoral Press, 2010); Librettos for the Black Madonna (White Adder Press, 2011); The Worcester Fragments (Original Plus, 2013); The Loveliest Vein of Our Lives (Poetry Space, 2014), The Fragility of Moths (editura pim, Iaşi, Romania, 2014), Sleeve Notes (editura pim, Iaşi, Romania, 2016), Ports of Call (editura pim, Iaşi, Romania, 2016), Finding the River Horse (Littoral Press, 2017), The Engine-room of Europe (editura pim, Iaşi, Romania, 2018), Punching Cork Stoppers (Original Plus, 2018), River Hoard (Cyberwit.net, Allahabad, India, 2019), Brasília (with Monica Manolachi) (editura pim, Iaşi, Romania, 2019), Penn Fields (Littoral Press, 2019) and Reading Between the Lines (Littoral Press, 2020).
Now based in Scotland, he is a member of the Federation of Writers (Scotland) and one of the Burgh Poets (Stirling). He is a regular reviewer for several journals including The Halo-Halo Review (USA), Quill & Parchment (USA), The High Window (UK), The Poet (UK) and Write Out Loud (UK).
His many interests embrace most aspects of the arts and, on winter evenings, he enjoys the challenge of getting to grips with ancient, medieval and modern languages.
His work has been translated into Dutch, French, Nepali, Romanian, Spanish and Swedish.
Review comment on Penn Fields:
Neil Leadbeater’s collection is a thing of beauty. These are finely honed poems that celebrate the pathways, waterways, hills, valleys and green corridors of Britain. There is a sense, or perhaps hope, in the geography explored that the natural world is strong enough to survive all that we throw at it. These poems are Leadbeater’s blue remembered hills painted in a lemon-squash light, but equally they are a cri de coeur to value and protect the natural history on our doorsteps. Highly recommended.