At the Blue Door

After penning his previous collection The Lane and Other Poems, Wilson remains ensconced in his Hocking Place residence – known locally as ‘the Lane’ – while compiling this new selection. Though soon he will graduate from this phase of life, the Lane has proven a fecund wellspring of experiences and inspiration. Wilson is not yet ready to depart from this creative oasis. As he explains: ‘One guy we knew well once told me, ‘I do like to drink at the Blue Doors,’ as if our very doorstep was his favourite pub. The name stuck, and now it graces this book’s cover as well.’