The website of writer and poet Daniel Bennett
'The city could not rest. It was destined to move forever, because if it halted it would start the long slow movement down here -- down past-- where it would come, eventually, to the zone where the mountains became ridges a few inches high, where an irresistible pressure would sweep it to its destruction... He … Continue reading Microcosm Of The City
https://www.youtube.com/embed/7kGWLtiw_F4 Here's a short interview I did with Euan Monaghan, editor of Structo magazine. We talked about genre, ambition, the influence of cinema, and how all those things contributed to the background of my poem 'The Idea Of Texas', which featured in Structo 20.
'A man's features, the bone structure and the tissue which covers it, are the product of a biological process; but his face he creates for himself. It is a statement of his habitual emotional attitude; the attitude which his desires need for his fulfilment and which his fears demand for their protection from prying eyes. … Continue reading A Devil Mask
I've been a huge admirer of Robert Selby's Wild Court magazine for a while, so it's a great moment for me to have three poems featured here. Here's an excerpt from one of them, 'Two Days In The Valley': my paean to a minor nineties film and an out-of-town multiplex. Two Days in the Valley … Continue reading Wild Court
Nichola Deane has written a nice little review of my poetry collection West South North, North South East, an excerpt of which follows below. 'In West South North North South East (The High Window, 2018), Daniel Bennett's city, his London, always feels as though seen on foot, a fraction or slower than its frantic inhabitants, like playing … Continue reading All The Filthy Magic
My review of Sun Afshan's debut pamphlet, Belladonna, is now live on Wild Court. 'A single poem in four parts, ‘Belladonna’ deals with the intensity of a female relationship on the cusp of adulthood, where innocence is quickly frayed and the (blood) rites of passage beckon towards experience. ‘Remember Belladonna’s saunter? Her sway/ Warped our … Continue reading Belladonna by Suna Afshan
'One can roam about at ease there (among tall trunks that look something between bronze and rubber). They are well-stripped. Of all low branches. There's no anarchy, no tangle of vines, no encumbrance. One can sit right down there, stretch out at ease. A carpet prevails over it all. A few stray rocks supply furnishings, … Continue reading The Pleasure of Pine Woods
I have three poems in the latest issue of The High Window. Here's an excerpt from one of those poems, 'The Tenants', about rootlessness and our attempts to make a life for ourselves. The Tenants They offered us vine leaves and red wineand we approved of their gestureinside the English gardenthey would never share. We … Continue reading The High Window (Autumn)
If you've never bought a copy of Structo before, I'd really recommend you give it a try. I have a poem in the forthcoming issue, and it has a special place in my heart, as it's the first magazine that published me after I returned to writing poetry again. Beautifully produced, with an imaginative range … Continue reading Structo (Issue 20)
My poem, 'The Panda', has been published in London Grip's Autumn issue. The sounds of the house begin above him,a family waking. He thinks of Stalin preferring a sofa to a presidential bed, of the ace of pentacles gleaming from the apocrypha of a bookshelf of the bottle of Cahors he drank last night,a black wine, dark as a … Continue reading London Grip Autumn 2020
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