Gerry Cambridge

I am a poet, essayist, and poetry magazine editor. I write a good deal about the natural world, human relationships, male adolescence, and reconnecting to the natural environment. I have a professional background in photography and natural history (my nature photographs have been published in hundreds of books and magazines). Additionally I play harmonica, both blues and traditional, sometimes as part of a duo with singer-songwriter Neil Thomson, often putting poems to music. (Our CD, Shore Crab, appeared in spring 2005.) I greatly enjoy ‘cross-media’ projects: music/poetry, photography/poetry; and combinations of these. As I also have considerable experience of designing and typesetting, I can offer completed projects which include publication.
Awards and Residencies
Brownsbank Fellow based at Hugh MacDiarmid’s cottage, 1997-1999. Scottish Arts Council Writer’s Bursary, 2003.Calum Macdonald Memorial Award 2004, administered by the National Library of Scotland, for “Blue Sky, Green Grass”: a day at Lawthorn Primary.
Writing Residency at Au Diable Vauvert, Vauvert, France, April-May 2004 as part of Entente Cordiale.
Royal Literary Fund Writer in Residence at Edinburgh University, working part-time in the Schools of Biological Sciences and of Physics, 2006-2008.
Since May 2003 I have been the resident male tutor for winners of the Pushkin Prizes in Scotland, a creative writing award for teenagers, organised by Lindsey Fraser and Kathryn Ross. As part of their prize the winners have a week’s creative writing at Moniack Mhor writing centre in Inverness-shire. The female tutor has been either Catherine MacPhail or Diana Hendry.
Recent projects have included a series of poetry workshops for the Scottish Poetry Library in two primary schools in Pollokshields, in association with the Tramway’s Hidden Gardens. Most of the pupils were of Asian or African backgrounds. We walked the Gardens and wrote poems out of the experiences. The willow warblers had just arrived, having flown some 8000 kilometres in about three weeks from Africa, and their frail lilting song was everywhere around the Gardens. When I pointed this out to the children, one of the boys asked, “So are they African, or Scottish?” “Both,” I said.
Because I have a wide range of writing experience, not just as a poet but as a professional freelance — I produced over a dozen articles for Reader’s Digest in my mid-twenties — and as an editor, I'm also in a position to talk about the more practical aspects of life as a writer.
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