I write to you moments after my final performance of my first UK tour, in wonderful Manchester.
I would like to express my sincere gratitude for being able to complete a UK tour of my poetry.
It is an opportunity some of those braver, more talented and more handsome than I have not had.
The nights in Derby, Morley, Pontefract and here in Mozchester have been particularly unforgettable. They have been my lifeguard.
It is still unnerving and strange to hear such nice words from so many people, it has given me unimaginable purpose and meaning.
The world is terribly lonely, but there is respite for the brief moment I am allowed to stand on stage and do what I love, and speak the words that I am.
New poems ‘Hugs at the Station’, ‘A stranger’, and ‘I am allowed to say’, have been particularly welcomed, and it fills me with hope that there is a future further than ‘Every Night is November’. I hope I get the opportunity to share this work in print someday, one day... anyday.
I would also like to give my thanks to all those who have supported in this tour… crew members, stewards, venues… you are making my dreams come true.
As those who have attended a show will know, the glorious (glorious?) re-issue of my first release ‘The Things They’ve Never Seen’ waits in the wings… but more on that in the new year.
I’d like to finally wish you all the safest, kindest Christmas possible.
Here’s to rest, and to tomorrow.
It could be the end… or just the beginning.
Jacob