Black Eyes presents: 'Indelicate Sundays' at The John Sebastian Lightship
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A event on Wednesday 10th April. The event starts at 19:30.

About the author:

In 1976, Hannah was born and ‘hard-raised’ in Birmingham where she was taught the Fine Art of poor decision making. 18 years later, she was ‘shot’ to the Soft- South-West where she put into practice all she had learned.

In recent times, now in Cambridge, she is ‘Mastering’ the Fine Art of unlearning.

Hannah now identifies as a work in progress; there’s no guilt, shame or inadequacy attached to ‘letting go’. Indelicate Sundays is Hannah’s third collection – a last-ditch attempt to learn from all those poor decisions.


About the book:

Every Sunday night, after I was dropped to her, I prayed to find a ‘Snoopy’ watch under my pillow by dawn.
Forty years later, every Sunday night, I pray only that the pillow under my head is both familiar and safe.
I will, probably, always turn the pillow over at dawn, Just in case.

Through a series of stark, vivid snapshots this sizzling, brave work doesn't just offer glimpses of Hannah's life, but instead leads us right to the depths of humanity. Indelicate Sundays, deals with the difficult with admirable honesty. Yet Hannah's turn of phrase is delicate and the poems are exquisitely crafted… This poignant insight into a tortured life will leave you breathless, reeling and stirred to the very core.

Holly Winter-Hughes

Hannah packages her trauma, vulnerability and strength into perfectly formed punches, the likes of which, you don’t realise have landed, until you’re knocked out. Brilliant.

Giovani Esposito

Hannah Teasdale’s third collection of poetry charts a fractured life which starts when her mother announces they are leaving home…to a cold house with a ‘filthy’ bed. A secret hobby of stealing begins: ‘My first desire to take things that aren’t mine…’ This secret compulsive shame continues through teenage years into adulthood. Hannah’s poetry is surprisingly shocking but delicately direct. There are no happy endings…

Dr Lucy English

If Anais Nin and Shane Meadows met at a bar to write prose and poems it may well end up like this book. An awareness of vulnerability is a strength and Hannah Teasdale expresses this with power and insight … I also respected the straight talking yet structured poems like ‘Glass Eyes’ and ‘Untouched’.

Anthony Owen

Teasdale navigates an eventful journey from child to adulthood in all its ambiguity and shock. Shot through with violence, tension, tenderness and love, her poems don’t shy away from examining the beauty, terror and often difficult outcomes of decisions taken. Teasdale faces the consequences head-on. Indelicate Sundays is a collection that is by turns unsettling and surprising… Teasdale’s poetic voice is one of surety and celebration… It is no understatement to say that “these poems shimmer”.

Sara-Jane Arbury


The night will also feature readings from a selected list of guest poets:

Nick Lovell
Derek Dohren
Helen Sheppard
Josephine Lay
Melanie Branton


Event information:

Doors & Bar open - 7pm
Night starts - 7:30pm
Night ends - 10pm

The John Sebastian Lightship, Cabot Cruising Club, Bathurst Basin, Redcliffe, Bristol BS1 6SG