I'm currently reading Matthew Sweeney's 'Black Moon'. Sweeney has been one of my favourite poets ever since I discovered his prize-winning poem, 'The History of Glassblowing' a few years ago. For me, it's his sense of humour that gives his poetry lasting appeal. It's inventive and often fantastical, and his poems are a real joy to read. Humour in poetry requires a very light touch for it to work on more than one level, but Sweeney does this with incredible skill. As a result, his humorous poems are understated enough to avoid becoming distracting or intrusive. 'How to Win the Lottery' is taken from his 2007 collection, Black Moon, and is absolutely an example of one such poem.