by Fahad Al-Amoudi | Jul 23, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
Black Carr im I shall not want… Greensleeves shunted through an ice cream truck in the boroughs, & leaf-gagged noise in this snug gorge….under the corporated ruins of Leeds & Bradford, the mayflower is stage-managed here: spectacular fists...
by Kate Birch | Jul 22, 2021 | News, Picks of the Month
It reads like a simultaneous slap in the face, and a hug. I love it Sometimes you just have to laugh and that, together with the poem’s authenticity, relatability and its shape, language and imagery is why Elisabeth Sennitt Clough’s...
by Fahad Al-Amoudi | Jul 22, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
Red-tailed black cockatoo (Ngoolyark) Kaarak, kaarak The red-tailed black cockatoos call from bleeding limbs of the blooming Marri. Chet, chet, chet, chet They peck the honkey nuts. Hard fruit falls to the boort and bilara of the djarlma floor....
by Helen Ivory | Jul 21, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
The Drowning We slept that summer in the small house Bedded in a meadow of foxgloves and thistles, Just a cry from the ocean — Everyone knew about the boy Dragged from the water onto the beach, His lungs pumped with kelp and fry —...
by Helen Ivory | Jul 20, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
Extended Magic Cat Metaphor Once you disassemble it it’s all fucked up. Turns out just despair held it together. Blinky the magic cat laid sweets — paper-wrapped, coloured or plain, familiar or unknown like eggs for years, then one day Blinky broke:...
