Some ekphrasis from Neil Campbell

A Picture from Hopper #2You sit in a cinema alone, waiting for the film. Around you the blue walls are ageing. Your black dress matches the empty black chairs around you. You stare with black eyes at a space below the stage, the curtains, the screen. There is an exit...

Julia O'Brien's 'Posthumous gift…'

Posthumous gift from an atheist daughter I make her a box from a block of old cherryfound in the back room of a wood shop in Hackney. Inside, I carve a Celtic cross, all sides equal:copied from photos she sent of Iona. My chisels skip compulsivelyfrom...

Lorna Thorpe is 'of the Crows'

Lorna of the Crows I was also bornin a crow’s nest in a valleyat the edge of Friston Forestand on those nightswhen I’m not at homein my skin I shed it,slick back my black feathersand make for the graveyardwhere I perch on a headstone – I like the worn ones best,...

'Redundancy' by Rebecca Goss

RedundancyIt left you struggling to sleep, eat, touch me like you used to.A night class brought you back.There, you jabbed at a plane; its thick, ejected coils looping at your wrist.  Soon, a paper thin shaving could quiver in your palm, evidence of a new...