Cafe Poet: Katie Byford

The physical manifestation of our Cafe Poetry project has come to an end. But don’t worry! We’ll continue to feature the Cafe Poets online, and you can always check out the poets we’ve previously featured via the Cafe Poetry page.

So make yourself a coffee, grab some cake, and sit back and read today’s featured Cafe Poet:


Featured Cafe Poet: Katie Byford


to the letter A

Curling up by the hearth in my throat,
a lock of red hair
reaching round to brush your cheek –
red, always red; now

not a pulse but a root –
strong marble columns resting their foreheads together,
your light architecture
holding my windpipe open
with two straight feet; sometimes

you swim through my lips like an alpha
and thick tail fins scratch their consonant followers
across my tongue,

a spring of liquid vowel
touching dry lips.


Katie is a sixth-former from West London, studying Latin, Ancient Greek and English, with the intention of reading Classics at university. She enjoys music, 50s cinema, and generally any activity not involving a calculator.

Cafe Poet: Sonority Turner

Morning all!

Only two more days to get yourself down to Bibi’s Cafe on North Street, St Andrews, to check out our amazing Cafe Poetry. Alternatively, here’s today’s sampling for you right here:


Featured Cafe Poet: Sonority Turner

My life

This is my heart take it.
This is my art you can take it.
You can take my laptop. Take my iPhone,
take my camera and my headphones.
You can take my money. Take my time,
take the clothes off my washing line.
You can take my job. Take my bike,
Take my bus pass if you like.
You can take my bed. Take my desk,
Take the sofa where I rest.
You can take my things. Take my mess,
Take the contents of my treasure chest.

Take my mother. Take my father.
Take my sisters and my brothers
and my friends and their friends
Take my beginnings leave me loose ends.
Take my money. Take my time,
take my freedoms with your fines.

But you can’t take my smile.
I got my mouth, my teeth and my lips.
You can’t take my voice.
And you can’t take my music.
I got my hands, my feet and my lungs.
You can’t take my speech.
I got my heartbeat.
You can’t take my life.


Sonority Turner is a Poet and Creative Artist. For more info check out

Cafe Poet: Will Tyas

This is the last weekend to see the beautifully presented Cafe Poems in situ at the lovely Bibi’s Cafe!

But have no fear, because we’re still featuring the poems on this site, with another poetic treat for you today:


Featured Cafe Poet: Will Tyas

Pull ups in Secondary School, 2004

Our arms were frantic.
Our arms were standing to attention
and holding onto cold bars
and our feet were swinging.

The hollow steel was singing
with unbroken voices
under our fingers
and we sang back

with virgin flushed lips
and slipping finger tips
and awkward elbow shifts
before falling.

We imagined ourselves as pistons,
fists clenched on metal ice,
but each time we fell
with our arms twitching

like dying birds.


Will Tyas writes songs and poetry. He is currently involved with Lonely Robot Theatre Company and acoustic band Luna & The Curious. He is also involved with The Barbican Young Poets’ scheme and hopes to complete a pamphlet later this year.

Cafe Poet: Samantha Emily Evans

Day 9 of our Cafe Poetry project, and here’s another tasty treat for you to feast your eyes on:


Featured Cafe Poet: Samantha Emily Evans


He wears thrift store sweaters
and has drum stick blue eyes
the light reflecting off tambourine hair

He knows emily bronte and wuthering heights
and wants to write a novel
to study the humanities

He travels, is adventurous, to spain,
and goes alone, i am not the only one
the photos sporadic and without asking.

He asks me to coffee, kind of, I think.


From Los Angeles, Samantha Emily Evans is almost a west coast hipster, and attends University of St. Andrews. She has been published in the Moorpark College Literary Magazine, and founded the youth poetry program at the Boys and Girls Club of the West Valley. She is a Girl Scout, and believes that the perfect date is dinner and a play.

Cafe Poet: Ruth Bertulis-Fernandes

Today marks the half-way point of our Cafe Poetry project.

Poems have been adorning the tables of Bibi’s Cafe (North St, St Andrews) for one week now, and will stay there until November 4th. So if you haven’t checked them out yet, then don’t worry. There’s still plenty of time to do so – but don’t leave it too long!

As promised, we’re featuring another of our Cafe Poets today: Ruth Bertulis-Fernandes.



Featured Cafe Poet: Ruth Bertulis-Fernandes


It is ironic that the letter ‘D’ is in dignity
because he has none, the dunce.
He teams up with ‘f’s and ‘t’s and ‘h’s,
likes to look hard, making dull thuds.
But he’s not that special; he knows it,
oversized in a crib where he turns,
and when he clasps the hand of another whilst snoring
he wakes up, affronted, and burns.
He plods on, smiles rarely and vaguely,
guffaws as the graceful pass by.
D doesn’t dare without others.
Thinks he’ll dream a dull life till he dies.


Ruth Bertulis-Fernandes is an eighteen year old girl from London. A Barbican Poet from 2011-2012 and a Poetry Parnassus Young Producer, she loves poetry and hopes to study English Literature at University. When not writing she can usually be found eating her own weight in samosas, or doing something similarly constructive.

Cafe Poet: Dominique Dunne

It’s the weekend, and it’s a beautiful sunny day in St Andrews, so if you’re around, why not head down to Bibi’s Cafe to check out some poetry? (They also do a great weekend brunch, which I will definitely be making the most of in an hour or so.)

If you can’t get to Bibi’s, or you need a little nudge in the right direction, here’s a little taste of what you might find when you get there.


Featured Cafe Poet: Dominique Dunne


It’s almost like I’ve drowned
except I have no mouth,
nothing to swallow this water.

Nothing to stop the pull,
the whim of the tide.
Sucked across a bed

of hopeless lost property
that no-one looks for anymore.
I am in five pieces

spilt and carved.
One was found in a suitcase
and one in the boot of a car.

I am with the forgotten,
trailing the bottom of the canal
in this red plastic bag.

Nothing will swallow this water.


Dominique Dunne was born and raised in the heart of London; she completed a BA in poetry and film at Bath Spa University, 2011. Since then she has been travelling, working with Literary Festivals and been part of ‘The Barbican Young Poets’ scheme. She is currently working on a growing collection entitled ‘Words Through the Glass’ which she hopes to get published one day. Alongside poetry, Dominique loves kayaking, sloths and winning at Scrabble.

Cafe Poetry goes live!

It’s official – our cafe poetry project has gone live!

Cafe Poetry, Bibi’s Cafe, St Andrews – October 2012

After a mad day of reading poems, curling ribbons, and frantically trying to scrub the labels off jam jars, our Cafe Poetry project is ready, and looking extremely beautiful – though we do say so ourselves. There is a fantastic array of poetry to be read at Bibi’s Cafe, written by emerging poets from all over the country. Definitely worth checking out.

So if you’re in the area, head on down to Bibi’s Cafe (North Street, St Andrews, Fife), to peruse some of our beautiful poems (and you might as well have some cake while you’re at it).

For those of you who can’t make the trip to St Andrews to see the poems for yourself (and they do look beautiful), never fear. A selection of the cafe poems will be up on our site shortly. (Though you’ll have to make your own cake, I’m afraid.)

A big thank you to everyone who provided me with their old jam jars, and of course to everyone who submitted. Those who were successful will be informed later today, but if your poetry wasn’t chosen this time, then don’t be downhearted. There was a fantastic number of entries, and we simply couldn’t include everything. Please keep an eye on what we’re up to, and we’d love you to submit again in the future!


Dear lovely poets.

Thank you to everyone who has already submitted for our cafe poetry project.

Owing to unforseen circumstances (the fact that we won’t be reading through the poems until tomorrow anyway), we have decided to extend our deadline to MIDNIGHT TONIGHT!

That’s until MIDNIGHT, SATURDAY 20TH OCTOBER to get your poems to us!

See here for how to submit:

Cafe Poetry: the Poster!

Not long now!

Our Cafe Poetry event goes live in less than a week. Check out the poster for it here (courtesy of our very own Lizzie Mann): Bibi’s poster

Still want to submit a poem? Never fear! You still have until Friday to send us your masterpieces.

Check out here for more info on how to submit.

Looking for inspiration?

Thinking of submitting to our Cafe Poetry venture, but not quite sure what to write about?

No worries! As always, we’re here to help.

Back in August, we posted some information about poetry prompts, to help kick-start your writing. You can check that out here:

Or feel free to browse our general back catalogue of poetry related quotations to help you on your way.

Failing that, you can always read through the [insert text here] zine, Dawn Killing Darkness, or take a look at some of the other poems on our site, here:

Still stuck? Here’s a picture of a squirrel to help you on your way.


To find out more about our Cafe Poetry project, and how you can get involved, click here: