by Helen Ivory | Apr 18, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
from: Seize i. I fear my poor old soul may be a fixer upper. I strive to find out – it’s that forensic streak I have, I suppose – by too often drinking on an empty stomach. There’s a view afoot, I think, that a proper soul needs proper seasoning....
by Kate Birch | Apr 17, 2021 | News
6am in Bole airport (after eight years) The inevitability of currency changing hands; multiples of six just momentarily effervescent, reprise! reprise! reprise! Everyone’s face looks like a clock at a certain hour; delirious in mid-applause when you hear your...
by Helen Ivory | Apr 17, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
Home Front For days after the children leave for their homes in the South we discover unexcavated battlefields, nonsensical as Towton. Small formations of infantrymen guard the lower book-case shelves, lone snipers lurk behind the curtains, and...
by Helen Ivory | Apr 16, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
Roses The postman was my friend, rang the bell, wouldn’t leave until he’d reached me, handed me broken stems of roses — thorny with their heads at crooked angles, buds that tried but only turned to rusty paper. They’d found you by the postbox...
by Memoona Zahid | Apr 16, 2021 | Video
Isolation by Richard C. Bower Settle me With a restive hand of congregation One that makes me sit back and think again Offer me a chink of light As opposed to the consumer society With its dreams that end in ruined plight … As I walk on/I realize How...
