Different Faces by Manash Bhattacharjee
"I wonder sometimes where people store all their different faces."
~ Trina Nileena Banerjee
The face he wears every morning
Reminds him of his mother
Combing his hair...
Poetry | On His Deafness by Damian Grant
'No-one has ever written a poem “On His Deafness”';
(David Lodge, Deaf Sentence).
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The Cult of Isaac by M. G. Stephens
THE CULT OF ISAAC
We all know about Abraham, the great
religions emanating from his skull,
but what about Isaac, where is his world
taken into theological thought,
mulled...
Green by Chris Woods
My Kodak Brownie didn’t work
but I have a picture of the green dress.
The film was black and white,
my memory is colour.
We’d eaten our lunch...
The Veil by Manash Bhattacharjee
She walks past the wave
Of curious glances
An apparition eluding
Light and desire
Everything she hides from
Trembles in her body
She remembers the lures
In every street
But no street...
Spotlight V: Journals Edition | LE GUN / Hotel
The London Magazine has long been a champion of emerging writers and independent publishers, stretching back to the 1950s and 60s, when young writers...
Poetry | Letter to Bez by Chris McCabe
Bez, post-Victorian Boz, Viz incarnate / and Viceroy of the sinew, what is the name / for light that detracts from the stars? / Urban pollutants de-lux distant galaxies / as we walk after / parties through school fields, / via car parks, past vacant vats & waste lots [...]
Last Heron by Stella Davis
Last Heron
As the last heron goes, rooks
fall from the sky like old black rags
to carpet the new-laid field.
Six days now, six days and nights
without...
Last Heron by Stella Davis
Last Heron
As the last heron goes, rooks
fall from the sky like old black rags
to carpet the new-laid field.
____________________Six days
now, six days and nights
without rain...
Spotlight IV: Penned in the Margins
The London Magazine has long been a champion of emerging writers and independent publishers, stretching back to the 1950s and 60s, when young writers...
Five Years Ago by Manash Bhattacharjee
To Fady Joudah
I was waiting at the platform
For a train to Calcutta
In...
Extract | The Leaflets by Ferdous Sadat
The following poem is taken from the anthology Tales of Two Londons: Stories from a Fractured City, ed. Claire Armitstead, Arcadia Books, London, 2019.
Ferdous...
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...