I am Alison Hramiak: poet, writer and tutor. Welcome to my web site: a place where you can discover more about me and my writing. A place to share my love of poetry.

 

I spend my time writing poetry, reviewing and editing poetry, and delivering 1:1 tuition in a variety of subjects at all levels. I have been published in journals and anthologies and on various websites including Forward Poetry collections, New Contexts, Dirigible Balloon, Impspired, and The Causley Trust as well as a number of anthologies dedicated to charities.

 

I edit and review poetry for Consilience, which explores the space where scientists and the arts meet. I review books for ‘together in the uk’, a place where migrants and refugees share their stories and receive advice, as well as for ‘grist – a journal of the literary arts’. My reviews have also been published in ‘The Other Side of hope’, a UK-based literary magazine edited by migrants. When I’m not writing or reviewing poetry, I write and read about history, and review history books for ‘The Historical Association’.

 

I write poetry because I believe that there is a beauty in language that poetry unwraps, one which reaches out like a sound that resonates, and which, in doing so, helps others to feel less alone. I write poetry to express my feelings and to convey a message about the things I feel strongly about. I write poetry because I love it.

If you’d like me to write something for you, or to review and edit for you, please contact me on LinkedIn or on Facebook.

Crushing the Curriculum

Crashed into school time
faced contact dies. AI
survives. Fixed in time.

 
Crushing the Curriculum

I wrote this poem for an article for the Advancing Education Journal (Autumn 2025) about how we are trying to get teachers to use AI in their classrooms and to get a discussion going about just how much we can ‘crush’ into the curriculum and ask teachers to do. It’s an interesting article and you can read it (or part of it) here on my website or on the TPEA website.

Broken Lies

Too well I slaked my thirst

On truth untold.

(Alas) Too well.

The Mathematics of Us

The geometry of lust

creates a non-equilateral triangle

where fractals of love
form and reform.