City Horses by Alan Buckley Cutting across to the Abingdon Road westwards from the towpath, I walk along an unfamiliar track. A soft green lung reveals itself. Along three sides trees flourish, framing the view; like a stage’s deception, that makes a theatre disappear as it draws the audience in. Horses are gathered in the … Continue reading More Poetry in Horses
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A poem by Sarah James
The Un-Niceness of Nice Caved four weeks into the hills with her, her son, his woman, beans barely boiled, steak sizzled, skins singed; juiced red like the sun. I scooped dust from melons, swept flesh from floors, rectangled beds, while the sun shook off the sweet shade of trees; rained insects and figs. One … Continue reading A poem by Sarah James
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