Sponsorship by a disgusting sweet and milky booze might make it superficially seem rather naff, even obvious and sexist, but the Baileys Women's Prize For Fiction is still unfortunately necessary, argues Stephanie Boland
As well as being the lynchpin of suited rock howlers Gallon Drunk, James Johnston has played with Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds and PJ Harvey - but we're not going to hold the fact that he's picked both of them for his Baker's Dozen against him. Portrait by Steve Gullick.
In the first instalment of his new column on contemporary poetry (Poetry Column), Sam Riviere examines - via Sontag, Calvino and the convoluted nature of the 'I' - the work of Norwegian poet, artist and possible anti-Knausgård, Audun Mortensen. (Photograph by Václav Jedlička)
Having come across one another’s work on The Quietus, British-Maltese writers Jen Calleja and James Vella worked together to create versions of two poems by celebrated Maltese poet Adrian Grima using literal translations. But should ‘versioning’ be considered translating? And can Maltese poets do without English translators altogether? (Portrait of Adrian Grima by Richard Phœnix)