Lucy Heuschen (she/her)

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Pushcart & Jerwood Prize-nominated poet ~ Pamphlets with Hedgehog & The Broken Spine ~ Commended in Poetry Society Stanza Comp 2024 & 2025 ~ First Collection "Daughter of Fire" Yaffle Press 2025 ~ www.lucyheuschen.co.uk ~ IG: LucyHeuschenPoetry

Like food? Like poetry & literature? Step this way!🍿⬇️ The brilliant podcast Let Them Eat Books' latest ep discusses the history, processes & sensations of POPCORN, including my poem commended in #StanzaComp2025 @poetrysociety.bsky.social. What a lovely, unexpected delight. tinyurl.com/bde4hs32

Let Them Eat Books Episode 44: Popcorn | Let Them Eat Books

Just popping in to the studio for our Popcorn Episode! Colin and Claire offer up a snack size treat focusing on the poem Popcorn by Lucy Heuschen.

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Do I still want a combined biography of Margaret of Anjou AND Margaret Beaufort? You bet your biscuits I do. Beaufort wove in and out of Anjou's court, and we rarely consider how Beaufort might have learned from the v strong, active queen/regent tradition in which Anjou had been raised.

HBD to my favourite queen, Margaret of Anjou. 🔥 Her mother, Isabelle Duchess of Lorraine, showed her how a woman rules (alongside her formidable grandmother Yolande of Aragon). Here is a poem from Daughter of Fire (Yaffle Press 2025) from Isabelle's viewpoint. Visit my profile for website link.

Cover design of Lucy Heuschen's poetry collection "Daughter of Fire". A woman (possibly wearing a crown) in profile, her chin lifted in defiance. The image is in bold brushstrokes of red, royal purple, pale yellow and sea green.A poem by Lucy Heuschen from her Jerwood Prize nominated debut collection Daughter of Fire.

Maman
Isabelle, Duchess of Lorraine (1410 – 1453) 

Viens, Marguerite, shoulders back.
One last inspection, before I kiss you
into the safekeeping of strangers.

You are old enough to understand
the life of a queen, her path
of crushed roses, salt and honey.

It is God’s will; noble work.
Listen to your body; feel His love
working through you, for you

and if He is silent, work harder.
After all, how can you say
this is my desire, my ambition

if you blanch at the price?
I bled for you, Marguerite. Paid
for you, over and over. My body

clenched, split and spilled
for you—

then you sang
in the small hour
and I had my reward.

I know you'll tell me if I'm boring you today, so apologies for that, but hey! I wrote a book, and it's out today!

Nine Arches Press@ninearchespress.bsky.social · 5mo ago

Publication Day for Cherry Blossom at Nightbreak by @betarish.bsky.social 🌸 A perfect burst of joy in challenging times, effervescent and seriously playful, romancing cityscapes and bursting with wit. Poetry Book of the Month, The Observer Congratulations Rishi 🌸 ninearchespress.com/publications...