Original posting: IS&T editor Charles Christian writes... Henry Wingate, a young and promising writer based in Norwich (England), died last night in a road accident. No further details are available but Wednesday (12th December) was a vile, icy and foggy night. Henry was on the same course as me at UEA and, by a cruel twist, only early this week two of Henry's poems were published in the Not Expecting Fish anthology. He will be missed.
Update: Henry's mother Candida Wingate writes...
Dear Charles
I have just read your text about Henry Wingate on the Ink Sweat and tears web site. I appreciate it was posted late last year, but ...
Henry Wingate died at 10.15 in the morning. The sun was shining, but not sufficiently warm to melt the ice that caused the car to skid. But it was the safety barrier erected to prevent cars going into a nearby ditch that killed him. And one of the other passengers in the car, the lovely Kirsten Duffus. Henry's brother, Max and Henry's partner, Nat survived the accident with barely a physical scratch; it was the coroner's verdict that, had it not been for the safety barrier, Henry and Kirsten (Max's partner) would have survived, too.
Henry was on his way to his grandfather's funeral. The mood in the car was described by Nat as being 'sombre'.
And so I sit here and google my dead son's name, in the hope of finding news of him. On this occasion the luddite in me cannot let pass the suggestion that he died on a vile, icy foggy night.
Best wishes,
Candida Wingate
Night Came In
Night came in so fast
accompanied by damp cuffs,
tight throats and fatigue.
But our breath was call and response.
Rebounding verse and chorus
from lung to lung.
In strained second hand
streetlight
i saw the pattern at the foot of our bed,
reassembled its components,
and made a threat
to outline our security.
• Henry Wingate
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Thursday, December 13
Henry Wingate dies - UPDATED
by
Charles Christian
on Thu 13 Dec 2007 08:24 PM GMT
Tuesday, December 11
New anthology by IS&T editor Charles Christian out now
by
Charles Christian
on Tue 11 Dec 2007 09:32 PM GMT
Not Expecting Fish
Not Expecting Fish is the title of a new anthology of poetry (see cover picture in side-bar) edited by Ink Sweat & Tears editor Charles Christian and published by the Gatehouse Press in association with IS&T. It is a collection of 46 poems by over 20 contributors (including Charles Christian) who last year attended the University of East Anglia's creative writing diploma courses. Reflecting the authors' wide range of experiences of love, loss and life, the net result is an eclectic but one hundred percent accessible collection of some of the best in modern writing. The book (ISBN 978-0-9554770-3-4) is available both on Amazon and direct from Ink Sweat & Tears. The IS&T price is £5.00 (inc p&p) per copy for UK orders and £6.50 (inc p&p) per copy for international orders. You can order a copy by phone: +44 (0)1986 788666 - or fax: +44 (0)1986 788808 - or email: orders@legaltechnology.com - or snail mail: Ink Sweat & Tears, Oak Lodge, Darrow Green Road, Denton, Harleston, Norfolk IP20 0AY, UK. You can pay by cheque (made payable to Legal Technology Insider) or by credit card (Visa, Mastercard or Amex). The anthology takes its name from a line in this poem by contributor Debbie Arnander... Fish When you were eleven you loved fishing. When you were forty you went out and bought yourself the best rods and lures your hard-earned money could buy. You even bought a special fishing hat. You sat on the bank in your nylon chair waiting. The trees dripped honeydew onto thick water. And there were dragonflies. They made you think of your first kiss. Then suddenly a small vibration singing on the line and something tugging – Quick! Your fingers fumble at the reel you bite your lip: a little silver perch with orange fins rips twisting up into the air. Your heart goes down seesawing plop. You weren't expecting fish. |
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