Alexandra Corrin-Tachibana       after Kimiko Hahn Unlike rats, Alex does not establish well-worn paths through people’s gardens, although she knows full well that some choose to do so. Unlike rats, Alex does not chase her mate in circles around the lawn, although sometimes she does go round in circles on the telephone with ‘you know who’. … Continue reading Learning from a Mischief

            Richard O'Brien God’s own goth orb,good or not -old gong,worn tooth,gloom-bowl,spook glow ofrooms long lost -drop by slow,doomy droplooms lowon top of Oslo Richard O'Brien's pamphlets include A Bloody Mess (Valley Press) and The Dolphin House (Broken Sleep). He is an Assistant Professor in Creative Writing at Northumbria University, and the winner of a 2017 … Continue reading Blood Moon

            Sophia Georghiou She never stood a chance. My first doll,snatched from her cellophane-veiled box,strip-searched, judged guilty on the spot.I can still picture her limbsfloating around the bath, the blackclump of synthetic hair coiled beneath my pillow.Her face felt-tipped all red and brown,the locker full of names I gave herafter girls I envied at school.Years later, … Continue reading Doll

            Clara-Læïla Laudette on my aunt’s face is stapled acrosswith stitch lines. Her husband put it there.In my gran’s bones a want of calcium:my grandad drew it out, ten times,maybe more. Now she limpson the gnawed pistons of her hips.My cousins who are boyssit in a silent row of radiant phones.They sit and food is brought … Continue reading The long scar

            Aishvarya Arora my sister avoids me. i can’t deliver his penchant for silence shelled onto the ends of crass jokes. dressed in sensible pullovers he makes you crack. the yoke of the laugh. i crack before i ever deliver the punchline. even after i tell her loss makes all things grow beautiful, my mother donates … Continue reading i look like my brother

            Eamonn Shanahan Boy from town meets girl from village he’s neither malicious nor intelligentbelieves in all the conspiraciesmy son says she a crazy bitch who hates the villagemy son says the mother of the boy is a close friendof a close friend of my wife boy makes girl pregnantdoesn’t tell his mother when girl is … Continue reading Young People in Provincial and Unprosperous Circumstances

            Bea Bacon Look at us going to Argos. Look at us buying a telly.I can’t believe it. Have you heard of this?It is like rebirth. It is rebirth. Look at it. Look at usbuying a sofa, a nest for conversation. It will grow crumbs.Do you know them? Look at every stitchof the sofa being caressed … Continue reading Hello, from Joyland

            Richard O'Brien Death grabs me by the ponytaillike Opportunity in reverseand pulls my head back till my neck is taut. Like this, he says.Like a bow across a fiddle.I do not want to turn around and face him. At night,on my own in the tentat the summer festival, I shiver in the dark,I slide into … Continue reading Emblem

In this new essay, Caleb Leow traces the different uses of the word 'earth' in the work of Theophilus Kwek and the ways in which the 'local' and the 'global' are necessarily folded into one another. Kwek's poems, Leow argues, ask us to consider the layers of global history – both human and non-human – … Continue reading To Sway the Earth: On Theophilus Kwek

This is the first of the ‘in conversation’ pieces that we hope to host on And Other Poems over the coming months and years. The idea is a simple one: two poets talking about poetry. This conversation between Maria Sledmere and Oli Hazzard, which took place via email in June 2025, revolves around the relationship between poetics … Continue reading Pop-Ups from Elsewhere: Maria Sledmere and Oli Hazzard in Conversation