William Letford

Born in Stirling, William Letford has an MLitt in Creative Writing from the University of Glasgow. He was the recipient of a New Writer's Award from the Scottish Book Trust and an Edwin Morgan Travel Bursary which allowed him to spend three months in the mountains of northern Italy in 2008, helping to restore a medieval village, using his skills as a roofer. His first collection was Bevel (Carcanet Press, 2012). He lives in Stirling.

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The sadness inside him went deep. The vast distance between every nucleus and every electron in his body was a well that could never be filled Beauty entered and was lost. Wonder entered and was lost. People were drawn to …

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The roughneck didn’t care who’s oil it was he just hated the midnight sun. The toolpusher hated the sea, and the drill went down regardless, as the ocean never met the sun. & at this break in the tail oil, …

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