by IB | May 28, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
Broken biscuits for H and PB The days were huge and kind and sometimes after school we’d buy a bag of broken biscuits for the long walk home across the heavy heat of afternoon on lucky days she wouldn’t take the pennies offered up in supplication for the...
by IB | May 27, 2025 | Filmpoems
Leeks Éloïse O’Dwyer-Armary is a bilingual poet born in France and based in Sussex, UK. They are a PhD researcher in ecopoetry at the University of...
by IB | May 27, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
Wallpaper I swear I felt the swirly patterned paper rip from the walls of my childhood bedroom. It was the same stained cream shade as my skin – pockmarked, cut and scabbed, dry and peeling – and I felt it tearing, dragging pieces of my grey flesh with...
by IB | May 26, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
Starry Night Over the Rhône Vincent van Gogh. Oil on canvas, Arles 1888. A quay on the riverbank. Lovers dissolve in a sheen of violet and mauve — enveloped by a forget-me-not cold glow. The man’s harsh words are crests and troughs of Prussian blue...
by IB | May 25, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
The Birds A bird skirts across the fence & I rush to the window to behold its flapping wings— It’s been ages since I last saw a bird. My only link to nature here is my landlady’s dog, locked in its cage, barking furiously at all but no one. I see the...
