‘Another box of nipples arrived today’ by Char March

Another box of nipples arrived today The hospital computer’s gone mad – that’s the third box this week. You stick them on the fridge door, the phone, the handle of the kettle. And we laugh. Then you are sick again. This evening you sit in your usual chair in the bloat of chemo, your breath really bothering you. And me, if truth be told. You … Continue reading ‘Another box of nipples arrived today’ by Char March

Three poems by Heidi Williamson

  Sequence of three poems from Electric Shadow   The duty of balance I Incendiary During the Blitz, he said, fire-raisers spat on his street. Aircraft freed their bomblets at altitude, blinding scraps of phosphorus that consumed oxygen to flare, grew as they fell, into scores of fires – beacons for incoming bombers, stowing their own DNA of damage. Fierce white lumps scattered like moon-rocks … Continue reading Three poems by Heidi Williamson