Them (for them) i My girl's not mine, hers, insanely heart sharp, heart shaped face, kissy, kind through tunnel of missing teeth, deep dark hugs, wants a job colouring pictures of god, don't play the blink- ing game with her, she laughs like a thousand frogs. ii And blue, clinging you, close very close finds … Continue reading Two poems by Janet Rogerson
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‘The Saturday Shift’ by Salena Godden
The Saturday Shift I'm trying to read a Jonathan Franzen article, his opinion of culture and despair. Bottom line is, he says, we just don’t read enough. There are two old ladies in this afternoon with frazzled, dried-apricot hair. They’re ordering double vodkas, with homeopathic splashes of lemonade. I’m having a glass of red, and … Continue reading ‘The Saturday Shift’ by Salena Godden
Two poems by Laura McKee
rain cows do have best friends and become stressed if they are separated how do they know who their friends are really or if it’s going to rain but still they lie waiting bent at the knees (First published in Obsessed With Pipework, November 2014) A recording of Laura McKee reading 'Rain' … Continue reading Two poems by Laura McKee
Two poems by Maria Taylor
The Landfills of Heaven are clean as icebergs. There are Everests of wedding rings and silver bedsteads that sing like tuning forks. There are green, translucent hills made of empty champagne bottles and crystal flutes waiting for the blue lips of ghosts. There’s a hum marking the perimeter, the low, sustained notes of cello strings, … Continue reading Two poems by Maria Taylor
‘Feathers’ by Mark Granier
Feathers She gave me an etching she’d made of a single feather, one of the short, curled ones that plump ski-jackets and pillows. I asked for it, though it may also have been a kind of parting gift to something that could never get off the ground. * Feathers found in amber … Continue reading ‘Feathers’ by Mark Granier
Two poems by Ivy Alvarez
Chamuel Lo, though he were in Gethsemane, he was also with me. The thigh bone is strong but, at a certain point, it is like a twig. Even a bird, alighting after a long journey, ruffling its wings in a shiver, could, in shrugging its feathered shoulder, break it. If I told you I had … Continue reading Two poems by Ivy Alvarez
‘Ys, Ys’ by Claire Trévien
Ys, Ys Yes, I am the seabirds washed inside-out, the stained-glass sea, yawning roofless walls. Yes, your calls ring straight to voicemails, you can barely hear my recording yapping over the waves. Yes, the proofer has vanished, his pen unable to underline typos yet my skin is littered with deaths. Yes, I timed out and … Continue reading ‘Ys, Ys’ by Claire Trévien
‘The Fathoms’ by Sarah Fletcher
The Fathoms When I am caught within the eels of it, I remember more is known about the moon than the deepest parts of the ocean. This helps me make sense of it. One thousand fathoms down, brine scales everything. Salt scars hearts across the rocks. A date of birth. The other animals are mainly … Continue reading ‘The Fathoms’ by Sarah Fletcher
Two poems by John Siddique
Orpheus as a Child Everything is bright to his eyes. The spaces between the connections of life. Each sound is music, whether it is factory thrum, or spider web vibration. He loves raindrops falling into puddles, tiny ripples, reflected skies. Rocky outcrops and tree silhouettes outlined against the light. The sun reminds him of his … Continue reading Two poems by John Siddique
‘De-Extinction’ by Suzannah Evans
De-Extinction They re-animated the mammoth using ice-age DNA. Its mother was an elephant surrogate and this was hailed as such success that someone suggested we bring back everything we've ever lost and so the dwindling glaciers renewed themselves in the valleys like the puckered skin of scars and the return of archaeopteryx became a worry … Continue reading ‘De-Extinction’ by Suzannah Evans
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