Comfort Self-interest does not work to bring about human happiness on a global scale any more efficiently than it achieves it for people on the small interpersonal level where we all live our lives. -- Darryl Cunningham, Supercrash, Myriad Editions, 2014, p.152 Let me sit on my own and watch my friends in … Continue reading Two poems by Jack Houston
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Two poems by Yvonne Reddick
Translating Mountains from the Gaelic A pebble on the tongue – my clumsy mouth stumbles their meanings: I mumble Beinn Laoghail to Ben Loyal, Beinn Uais to Ben Wyvis, humble Beinn Artair from King Arthur’s Hill to The Cobbler – turn Bod an Deamhain from Demon’s Penis to Devil’s Point, stammer on An Teallach with … Continue reading Two poems by Yvonne Reddick
Two poems by Jim Pascual Agustin
Just This One Art. 33. No protected person may be punished for an offence he or she has not personally committed. Collective penalties and likewise all measures of intimidation or of terrorism are prohibited. The Fourth Geneva Convention When someone says “Think about the bigger picture,” I hide. My life has the legs of an … Continue reading Two poems by Jim Pascual Agustin
Two poems by Jo Burns
Swimming in crop circles It’s the hazy bleached-air season of white. Stalks hunger and cling to the August sun, ears tuned for the suck and swing of the scythe splitting ranks one by one. Four boys and I swim rapt in butter yellow, rolling in circles, daring dives into terra. We taunt … Continue reading Two poems by Jo Burns
Two poems by Holly Singlehurst
Witch Burning After Sylvia Plath ‘My ankles brighten. Brightness ascends my thighs. I am lost, I am lost, in the robes of all this light.’ – Sylvia Plath Her mouth makes the sound of a kettle whistle – high, sharp, spinning into air like smoke. I watch. Everyone around her watches. Her body peeling … Continue reading Two poems by Holly Singlehurst
Two poems by Joe Carrick-Varty
Tree Shaping In our alphabet of trees you chose the first. Apple, a gravel path leading through a garden crunched over, turned left down a lonning the previous tenant never knew existed. Then Ash. 1928 we chased helicopter seeds through summer and fields backed onto by suburban patios with children playing and the … Continue reading Two poems by Joe Carrick-Varty
‘real boy’ by Thomas Stewart
this is a true story: they said you’re not a real boy until you cut the wizard out of the tree, it’s a question of which tree: real boys might pick oak, birch or beech, and then boys that pick alder, elm or hawthorn are unreal, unreal boys hold the axe and … Continue reading ‘real boy’ by Thomas Stewart
Two poems by Lizzy Turner
Waiting for the thing to lift It's like the weird pink in a painting of Nordic dusk, which to anyone would look like daylight but because of you I know it is the night. There is so much stillness in something held down in an image, the weight of distress is not always … Continue reading Two poems by Lizzy Turner
Two poems by Mel Pettitt
Mermaid There was a time when I did not live like this. There was a time when I was the ocean’s whore. Now I am a hopeless man-pleaser, kissing those small rubbery toes, arching my back to let them stroke me. Some of them want to ride me around in the chlorinated water, buttocks up, … Continue reading Two poems by Mel Pettitt
Three poems by Geraldine Clarkson
UNDERLAND (after that man ‘Lewis’) Towards winter solstice, Alice can no longer cope with groping down blind alleys, being groped by creatures she doesn’t comprehend, in places obscure to her. She has issues with size, this human yoyo, no permanence and issues between her thighs, no liniments. No malice. Just a sweet intrinsic no to … Continue reading Three poems by Geraldine Clarkson
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