On loving a dragon For one thing, dragons can’t cook: they burn everything. And they sigh— a lot! Try and rub a dragon’s back: it will not assuage them one bit. Above all, dragons love to be disagreeable: they deign to disagree. Their breath is better than one might think; it doesn’t stink, though it … Continue reading ‘On loving a dragon’ by Don Share
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Two poems by John McCullough
Lichen It prefers untended places, drab corners where it arrives like a boon. Kerbs, slag heaps, skewed gravestones— the roofs of council estates it spots with yellow coins dropped from the sky. Soundless and rootless, it ventures small claims, its chintzy blooms opening on concrete as though it were love itself, giddy and bountiful, … Continue reading Two poems by John McCullough
‘Now Read On’ by John Glenday
Now Read On read something no one has ever written down the heartfelt lies the downright truths read all the gathered silences in the drop of ink that marks where this sentence ends and your life begins. John Glenday is the author of three collections of poetry. The most recent, Grain (Picador, 2009) … Continue reading ‘Now Read On’ by John Glenday
A poem by Andres Rojas
Curiosity Of us, our eyes cameras by proxy, arms to reach and grasp, a voice to signal all is well or not, or rather was or wasn't fourteen minutes back, distance split by speed plus whatever time a circuit takes to process what is, parse it, make it make sense, or try, … Continue reading A poem by Andres Rojas
‘Uprooted’ by Alison Brackenbury
Uprooted There was the garden the old ladies had, I used to walk past in the afternoon. Even to think of it revived the day, as if, through rain, a light crept round a room. I could not tell the two of them apart. But they would bend to cyclamen, the heart- shaped leaves, … Continue reading ‘Uprooted’ by Alison Brackenbury
‘Toad gives a lecture’ by Rishi Dastidar
Toad gives a lecture I vaulted the proscenium arch last night, a one-act show-stopper of my own stealing, featuring a throne of cool wrapped in chocolate velvet, the devastating transparency of Wilde translated by a firebrand Marxist with a fondness for the glottal stop, and a servant whose trousers fall down. That the room … Continue reading ‘Toad gives a lecture’ by Rishi Dastidar
‘The Babies’ by Bill Herbert
The Babies I’m driving at night through the countryside trying to decide what it is the countryside is to the side of. Since we all already share a perfectly good roadside – perhaps it’s beside this. Certainly there is more to it than verge: it also has an underneath of sexton beetle, a canopy of … Continue reading ‘The Babies’ by Bill Herbert
‘Longing’ by Shirley Wright
Longing Breath on the back of my neck, fingertips that slip away, footsteps behind me fading the more I strain to hear, felt as a shiver in the gut, the gravitational pull of planets, a gene lurking in strands of DNA like a song bound to endless repeats. I catch you in unsuspecting mirrors, a … Continue reading ‘Longing’ by Shirley Wright
‘Lldánach’ (“skilled in many arts”) by Paul Adrian
Lldánach (“skilled in many arts”) the mighty, the ragged, the hoary, poet, wheelwright, harpist, blacksmith, champion, who was threefold born, and leavened fire whose wink could spook a horse who smashed Balor’s baleful gaze through the back of his head whose many wains were skinned with gorse who breathed from his feet upwards whose mind … Continue reading ‘Lldánach’ (“skilled in many arts”) by Paul Adrian
‘The World is Moving Closer to its Sun’ by Michael Stewart
The World is Moving Closer to its Sun There are these white birds that follow elephants around and they eat, from their dung, the seeds the elephants haven’t digested. The feathers of these birds are covered in oil, a sheen that ensures they go untouched by any of the elephant’s filth. One morning I was … Continue reading ‘The World is Moving Closer to its Sun’ by Michael Stewart
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