Don Paterson has won nearly every poetry prize that's worth winning, and he will shortly learn if he can add the Forward best collection award to his tally.
He reads three poems from his new collection, Rain, moving from the intimacy of Correctives through the wry humour of Error to the tolling melancholy of the title poem.
He also explains why you can never trust poets to say what they mean, how he's fascinated by the language of music technology, and what neuroscience is teaching poets who, like him, have one foot in the academy.
