by Helen Ivory | Mar 17, 2016 | 2016 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
…and the heart a broken bell says she’s tired of being dead and what the hell am i supposed to do? can’t have power without money can’t have god without the devil late august sunlight after four days of rain and i kiss her feet when she asks i...
by Kate Birch | Mar 16, 2016 | 2016 poetry picks, Blogs & News
We are now very pleased to announce that the Pick of the Month for February 2016 is ‘It Starts with Her Awkward Hairline’ by Patri Wright. Patri has been shortlisted for the 2015 Bridport Prize, and poems from his pamphlet Nullaby have been...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 13, 2016 | 2016 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
Through a Lens They turned and looked at me as I stood half in the doorway, half in the hall, unaware this had been brewing long before the leaves of trust were bagged up in the coal shed. All eyes speaking louder than a bloody lip, screams...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 12, 2016 | 2016 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
A Taxidermist Regenerates Blackburn The heart had gone out of it. They’d wanted a Poundland or a Gregg’s; said they needed it. She got out the rat purse, unzipped the fur, counted the coins. She knew where to spend a pound to buy a frozen takeaway...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 10, 2016 | 2016 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
Two Mountains What is destined will reach you, even if it be beneath two mountains.
What is not destined will not reach you, even if it be between your two lips. Imam Ghazali I have moved two mountains. There is rubble everywhere, pissed off...
by Kate Birch | Mar 6, 2016 | 2016 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
Ghazal: Trace Nothing’s better than our laughter, on earth, daughter, Mum, me, in stitches, dafter, on earth. Make every second count, the years stride on as time’s a serial grafter, on earth. Night falls quickly, with the fluttering bats and...
