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Three poems by Gaia Holmes

September 21, 2018March 24, 2023 ~ And Other Poems

Feckless Sometimes it makes him angry, this dying, and I keep doing things wrong, forget to soften the stars with almond milk before I bring them to his bedside on a saucer, buy the wrong kind of green tea, the wrong kind of holy water from the village shop. He says there are things that … Continue reading Three poems by Gaia Holmes

Three poems by Nafeesa Hamid

September 14, 2018March 24, 2023 ~ And Other Poems

Shades of woman She tells me I look like sex tonight. Really, you do, can’t you see it? And when I look down I do see; I see my breasts plump and hairless flung out of my sex dress like sleeping strays. I know this body is woman. This body is power; awake, alive. Paint … Continue reading Three poems by Nafeesa Hamid

Two poems by Richie McCaffery

August 10, 2018March 24, 2023 ~ And Other Poems

Two poems from Passport, Nine Arches Press Double Dutch i. In Catholic Belgium, the norm is to have a crucifix hanging in every classroom. Ours is broken and lies in bits. It looks like a gun someone has been ordered to surrender. No one mentions it. I’m the one person in my class not fleeing … Continue reading Two poems by Richie McCaffery

Two poems by Robert Peake

July 19, 2018March 24, 2023 ~ And Other Poems

Letter to the Last Megafauna My friends, you wouldn’t like it here, moss squelching underfoot, lean drizzle tickling your rivulets, bare trees. We’d give you names like Babar, Dumbo, Topsy, then shackle your legs for safety (ours), parade you in a car for entertainment (ours). Everywhere we go (archaeology shows) the giants disappear – save … Continue reading Two poems by Robert Peake

Two poems by Wendy French

June 22, 2018March 24, 2023 ~ And Other Poems

This Way or That peregrine falcons dived                 round our heads that time we climbed Snowdon my mother’s voice from the middle of the night Remember to feed your father in the kitchen - sleep well                 her voice comes in … Continue reading Two poems by Wendy French

Two poems by Deborah Alma

May 25, 2018March 24, 2023 ~ And Other Poems

Morning Song An open-windowed church-belled morning chimes of loss and mine; water pipes sing, and I bring back to bed a blue enamel pot of hot coffee, as silk as the slide of skin on sheets, and rough hot bread warmed in an oven kept in overnight and bite into a grape and lazy eyed … Continue reading Two poems by Deborah Alma

From a Lyric Sequence by Cat Woodward

May 11, 2018March 24, 2023 ~ And Other Poems

But now I have put away the pepper and dirt and have a mouth all full of big yellow teeth when I was banished I spoke like the banished my, my, my, gardenia and gladioli now it rains, rains and rains like wheat in a wreath * lingers his hyacinth picking up what i put … Continue reading From a Lyric Sequence by Cat Woodward

Two poems by Sarah Hymas

May 4, 2018March 24, 2023 ~ And Other Poems

Whale-boned Corset and Other Relics How I loved the net flaring around my thighs, blue smocking smoky organza into fingertip deep slots of mussel black nibbling my chest. The power of an unscrutinised body. I was the dress. And so, the loch biting my arms as I exalt its sting of marbled August, cutting my … Continue reading Two poems by Sarah Hymas

Two poems by Hannah Linden

April 27, 2018March 24, 2023 ~ And Other Poems

The Cottage in the Wood Be careful of the stories you keep, my mother said. Peel back their metaphors and check under their skins before you put them into your basket. Mother forgets, sometimes, the basket, the tightness of its weave, how big its handle. Life was simpler under lamp-posts. It's hard to remember when … Continue reading Two poems by Hannah Linden

Three poems by Sarah Crewe

April 13, 2018March 24, 2023 ~ Rish

25B the bear’s leg     scorched     a bronze bolt on black fur too close     yr grandaughter’s heart     reduced to menthol cinders     scented jumpers     chanel factoids     &breathe standing in the shadow of a yellow fiesta for anti-climb read anti cry     read … Continue reading Three poems by Sarah Crewe

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