Hannah Stone

Hannah Stone

If Hannah Stone were an actual stone she’d be a chunk of quartz; multifaceted, unpredictably coloured and sparkling. Sometimes earthy, sometimes glittering, her poetry reflects and refracts the light, and contains unexpected dark corners. Hannah forages. She collects words other people discard for being too esoteric, or have forgotten about. She collects mundane experiences likeRead more about Hannah Stone[…]