For Calcutta by Manash Bhattacharjee

As I leave for Calcutta I think the city Always that other city Its river Ganga Always my other river Howrah Bridge What a colonial cradle A Raj suspended Kipling's imperial joy Hoogly...

Caries by Fiona Sampson

Little hole little well of dark staining the lacquer of my tooth little confessor coming close and coming close why are you pursuing me interrogator of the nerve in its...

News | Waltham Forest Borough of Culture 2019 — The People’s...

The People's Forest — a literary strand to Waltham Forest's programme as the first ever London Borough of Culture this year — has recently...

Poetry | Girl, Hotel Mirror by Laurie Bolger

Laurie Bolger Girl, Hotel Mirror  In a hotel mirror, a woman is snogging her own face. News reporters gather, shout things like: what about other peoples faces? Without looking away she...

The First Time They Lowered The Flags by Peter Ainsworth

The first time they lowered the flags The President bowed his head. The next time they placed flowers To mourn the dead. The time after that they held A...

Stripping Gaza by Manash Bhattacharjee

For Najwan Darwish A lucky three-year-old Is Saher* Abu Namous If Gaza didn’t explode The world would have Known nothing of him Now he is all in reports One among the...

Poetry | Archway by Nicholas Hogg

Nicholas Hogg Archway I've seen the dead rise from Archway Station, stunned at the rain on the road, the pigeons and the people. The silent, powered bikes, that...

Archive | Philip Larkin | Two Poems: To The Sea, Annus...

Philip Larkin (1922-1985) was a prolific poet and writer of essays, criticism and reviews during the twentieth century. Described as ‘England’s other Poet Laureate’,...

Poetry | The Older Touches by Bibhu Padhi

There are times when I remember / all of them fondly enough for them / to be here once more, all around / this house, which is far away from / where they were around, and at this hour, / far away again from my childhood fears. / Now I can just think of them. And / what is thinking except the mind’s / imaginings, the heart speaking to itself / in the darkness of default, fearing alien / ears, the world’s participation in the shame / of being touched in front of others? [...]

Home from Greece by Robert Selby

Above whitewashed, tabby-haunted Kamari, I wearied of the incessant inversions in Pope’s Homer, and left my self-improvement’s cooling terrace to the night, now drawing in here too, across...

Towpath by Neil Burns

I The Lagan - a muddy silt river - Barrel of roll-tide, ribs of clean branches Poke up water jutting. On the towpath I glean a warm wet...

Poetry | Simon Armitage | Untitled

Simon Armitage Untitled ~ How will                 the dawn arrive?                         ...

Poetry | The cutting room by Yogesh Patel

Yogesh Patel The cutting room After dementia Psychological Continuity But for the edits.......Gran was trapped in the storylines.......broken & fragmented with grandpa directing the day’s set with props.... in chaos .......&...

Poetry | The Scientist by Andrew Wynn Owen

Andrew Wynn Owen The Scientist Before the time of skiing on Europa,               Enceladus still a far-flung starry dream, When humankind had...

Poetry | Lisbon Logbook 5 & 9 by Ronan Hyacinthe

Ronan Hyacinthe Lisbon Logbook 5 & 9   RUA GUSTAVO DE MATOS DE SEQUEIRA, 27 (Lisbon Logbook 5)    We’ve flowed up and have grown, we’ve sprung from...

Catalogue of Minor Extinctions by Tyler Raso

i. labrador duck  Sitting at a disrespectful distance— ---------back where they came from—gets defensive when blinking (like only ---------shepherds have a right to). welcoming wreckage to its homeland by ---------sailboat...

Poetry | rainbow by Aoife Lyall

Aoife Lyall rainbow Dripping in dragon’s blood, vermillion, rosso corsa, I prise the lids off paint tins full of anxious amber, ginger, saffron. I use whatever I can find—...

Poetry | All Fools Day & Mischief by Frank Dullaghan

Frank Dullaghan All Fools Day & Mischief   All Fools Day It’s an old joke – send a fool on a fruitless errand – a dozen cock eggs, a pound...

Poetry | On His Deafness by Damian Grant

'No-one has ever written a poem “On His Deafness”'; (David Lodge, Deaf Sentence). - - - - - - - - - - - - - -...

Archive | Rights of Passage by Edward Kamau Brathwaite

Edward Kamau Brathwaite Rights of Passage   The following piece by Barbadian poet and historian Edward Kamau Brathwaite was first published in the November 1966 issue of...

Poetry | Two Poems by Jasmine Gray

Jasmine Gray Two Poems   decorative your vulnerability is that you are a joke you know you are a bruised peach you can pinpoint the date and time it all...

Poetry | Margaret Corvid | Singing in the Dark Times

Margaret Corvid Singing in the Dark Times The following work is drawn from Singing in the Dark Times, the first full collection of poems by Margaret...

Poetry | The Air Has Cleared by Manash Firaq Bhattacharjee

The air has cleared today, Over the city, and in my head, I see the trees breathe The invisible greenness of air, I feel the taste of sunlight On...

The Daylight Comes With Me by John Darwin

Leave the world alone and close the door, seal this room from everything outside, nothing else exists but these four walls; we have eight hours and five...

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