Three poems by Tom Sastry

    Normalisation It’s like the old days; a fortnight’s needs in tins under the stairs. The crisis, like the weather is changeable. Some days the shops are full, the power constant. Some days the streets are calm. The news is still earnest nothings, outrage, sport and gossip. They haven’t yet asked for your passwords. The leaves turn. You still have a job. The wild … Continue reading Three poems by Tom Sastry

Three poems by Suzannah Evans

  Three poems from Near Future     Summer with Robobees Those long evenings they giddied in the warm wealth of the oilseed rapefields humidity sensors estimating approaching storms * We picnicked on the lawn in July – shuttlecocks pinged distantly our scones and jam unbothered by the robobees their algorithms danced them between marigolds * Sometimes they get indoors through open windows go from … Continue reading Three poems by Suzannah Evans

Two poems by Robert Peake

    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 you, the last of the mammoths, eyelid creased … Continue reading Two poems by Robert Peake

Two poems by Khairani Barokka

  medusozoa, neuropathic pain in kalimantan, a lake so inland in exile that jellyfish there have no sense of sting; divers swim at ease, brushing legs against ghosts. evolving out of our sense of poisoning tentacles is possibility; breathe this. the world is dying, yet holds both my enduring corpus and animals whose limbs have wept away all hurt. this is blessed plurality of sense. … Continue reading Two poems by Khairani Barokka