Dear friends of Modron,
We’re delighted to share two pieces of exciting news. A new issue of Modron Magazine will be released on Sunday, February 22nd. This latest edition brings together new writing that engages with place, ecological emergency and nature – and we can’t wait for you to read it.
To mark the launch, we’re also hosting a very special online event in cooperation with the Welsh Government as part of Wales Climate Week. We’re inviting YOUR feedback on solutions to environmental challenges linked to housing and energy. This event offers a real chance to influence change. Funded by the Climate Conversations Fund, all feedback gathered will be reported directly to the Welsh Government. Plus it will include a short creative writing workshop with Modron editor Zoe Brigley, exploring writing with an ecological focus. Come share ideas, think creatively, and help build a more sustainable future.
Modron Magazine Climate Conversation & Workshop
📅 February 22, 2026
⏰ 3:00 PM (Europe/London)
📍 Online
👉 Sign up here: https://tinyurl.com/modronevent
We’d also like to take a moment to look back and say how much we enjoyed our joint event with Poetry Wales last November, celebrating new poets. The featured readers were Abeer Ameer, winner of the Forward Prize for Best Single Poem (Written), and Rhiannon Fielder Hobbs, an exciting emerging writer who runs Noisy Newt Books in Llandeilo. The event took place at Cegin Diod in Llandeilo, and it was wonderful to see so many familiar faces gathered together for an afternoon of poetry and conversation.
Our thanks to Sian Shakespear, who wrote a beautiful poem about the day. With her kind permission, we’re delighted to share it again below as a small reminder of that special gathering.
With warm wishes,
The Modron Team
SIAN SHAKESPEAR
Llandeilo
A day of halves in Llandeilo: listening to Abeer Ameer reading her poem, ‘At Least’, – the Forward
Prize for best poem in 2025 – and poets published in Poetry Wales.
The brilliant still pool of light
at the eye of the dark November storm
appeared as a dazzling day.
On a morning walk I met wrinkled
ancient characters at Coed Dinefwr –
greeted Elm, Lime, Oak and Sycamore,
stroked huge warts and withered limbs,
peered into craters at gnarly insides
and touched rime of bristling lichens.
The afternoon at Cegin Diod* ripened
with a broth of potent poems
which shone sharp shafts
on experiences – impossible,
too poignant, too much, too everything
by incising into words,
pinning to paper,
blending deftly,
serving reverently.
*a café in Llandeilo – translates as drinks kitchen
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