Welcome to the Ink Sweat & Tears Poetry Archive
This archive is formed from all the posts from that original Ink Sweat & Tears website, it now consists of everything we have published up to the end of 2019. IS&T was founded by Salt author Charles Christian in 2007 as a platform for new poetry and short prose, and experimental work in digital media. Charles ran the site single-handedly, publishing new work every day till 2010, when now sole editor, poet and artist Helen Ivory came on board as Deputy Editor. The Ink Sweat & Tears website continues to run and can be found here.
You can either click on the poems below which run from most recent to oldest, or you can search for particular poem or poet, there is also a list of all the categories to click through. From Prose & Poetry to Words and Images, Haibun, Tanka, Haiku & Haiga, in addition we have all of the Poems of the month and Poetry picks, old blogs and news, award nominated, reviews and interviews.
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Prose and poetry
Poems and prose published on the website from start to finish.
Daniel Bennett
Vapour A road trip. That old saloon: deep blue finned in a quaint English way, more sea bass than marlin. No destination. We were testing freedom, heading out across the fen...
Tim Kiely
I think I feared the morning I think I feared the morning. As if it would drop on me like a planet; as if the first light would wring me from sleep; as if it would play every...
Madelaine Culver
Run through the flowers white, on the water’s edge the little boat will take you to a headless woman pale beneath the moonlight arms outstretched Madelaine Culver...
Michael Estabrook
Fate I step over a penny in the street Dad you can’t leave it there bring it home save it it’s bad luck if you don’t Okay honey I didn’t know I pick it up promptly & drop it...
Stella Wulf
Goldilocks She wafted in like a nymph, charmed us with her grace, her birch-pale skin, hair the liquid gold of butter, melted on a silvered tongue. Neither aloof nor overbearing...
DS Maolalai
Vanity I suppose that's what it must be, to assume that I would have chapbooks out my ears by now. to assume that the girls who come will want to stick around a dirty apartment...
Finola Scott
Wake up call you haul me from dream drifting snug in your tangled bed I hear your early-rise kitchen clatter I'm a lay-a-bed, day waster, sloth you remark dark dressed in the...
Kushal Poddar
Arranged Hopes Hopes are arranged. I take my seat. The dishes shine and instead of the tried and tasted cuisines you serve something that denies the temptation of the form and...
Ryan Norman
In this room we watched you rewind your mind and get lost on the return journey. Clothes unstitched their shape, and we dropped like buttons from an unravelled yarn of you....
Charlie Hill
Sentimental poem During a near-break in the row we’ve been having since Tuesday, about the car and the wine and the kids, I put on some John Coltrane and the subject of jazz...
Poetry Picks
Our favourite poems and ‘best of’ chosen from each month between 2007 and 2019
Natalie Shaw
Night punting to standstill We could see nothing Except the fizz Of our cigarettes We did not know Where the edge of the water Met the boat, or bank Our eyes were shut Or not, we couldn’t Tell, and anyway We didn’t care We had no coins We were...
Anna Saunders
Night Crawler What a smashed glass heavens for her glossy body to break out into. Her corrugate, limb slithers her head emerges from black like Orpheus, leaving her tail - like Persephone, below. You call her yeth worm, lob night crawler, the...
For World Poetry Day: Geoffrey Heptonstall
from Shakespeare Variations The Mistress of Cawdor Her determined hand feels the stones. Their strength is in the coldness, or so she has learned from life. She has sought the life of stones with walls to defend her ambition. From the castle keep...
Word & Image by Helen Pletts and Romit Berger
The plane tree entertains the circus of doves Stripped of spindly epicormic shoots, the now-knuckle-tree jabs her skeletal arms over the snapped stale breaths of pale, orange shavings powdering the tree surgeon’s yellow truck. Her...
‘The card given out at his funeral’ by Claire Cox is our Pick of the Month for February 2019
You looked, you read, you voted and the 'beautiful and disquieting poem' that is Claire Cox's 'The card given out at his funeral' is the IS&T Pick of the Month for February. Born in Hong Kong, Claire now lives and works in Oxfordshire. She is Associate...
Thomas Irvine
[Beard of Bees] somewhere beneath my jaw hides a queen sleeping her tender buzz hums keep me awake I buzz pull out her children inspect their bodies plump and still wings gossamer thin I ...
Haibun, Tanka, Haiku, & Haiga
Haibun, Tanka, Haiku, & Haiga reviously published on the website.
Beth Jellicoe's 'Small Story'
A small story By standing on each others' shoulders it was possible to escape, but that was far too straightforward for our heroes.One shone a torch and the others crawled up the beam. Then the last one reached down and gave a hand to the girl who shone the...
A Haibun from Stephen W Leslie
Coloring Book - A Japanese HaibunAfter a year of preparation I was finally going to be seeing my first counseling client. There was a knock on the door and she entered….and immediately my heart fell. She was eleven years old and I had never had any classes...
Two visual haiku from Dee Rivaz
*Dee Rivaz is a mixed media artist and writer in North Wales. I use a variety of media and methods, with textiles and poetry closest to my heart
A haiga from Pris Campbell
*Pris Campbell's haiga have appeared in Haigaonline, Haijinx, Sketchbook, Notes From the Gean and others. She has been nominated three times for a Pushcart Prize for her free verse poetry. She has also published six collections of poetry. Formerly a Clinical...
Two haiku from Hay Brunsdon
My Favourite Things Haikus Bacon Sizziley, sizzle In the pan I’ll fry you and Lick fat from your back. ‘Just a friend’ And now you hopscotch From holding my foetus hand To kissing my neck. *Hay Brunsdon: "I am a 22 year old aspiring...
Three haiku from Matthew King
RepercussionsA fish on a hookA man in a sludge-filled creekHave we all been caught?Health care debateWhat an idiotFlag wavers scream and hollerA white tea partyLooking UpVying for powerA Steeple and MinaretGod can’t help but laugh*Matthew King is a soon-to-be graduate...
12 Days of Christmas
All the poems from our regular 12 days of Christmas feature.
The Twelfth Day of Christmas – Maria Taylor, Stephanie Green and Karen Dennison
Flurry Window panes bear the weight of winter snow. Something unseen leaves ice fingerprints on glass. Inside the debris: torn paper hats novelty shrapnel from crackers screwed-up fists of wrapping paper. Carollers sing of birds and gold rings. You twist the...
The Eleventh Day of Christmas – Ben Banyard and Sally Goldsmith
So, This Is Christmas Your mouth’s stuffed with tinsel; it bristles in your throat, just as glitter cakes your eyes. Holly scores your forehead and you lose crowns on the secret flaming sixpence. You’re becoming obese: heart’s wreathed in goose...
The Tenth Day of Christmas – Mick Corrigan and Bethany W Pope
Whatever Happened to Cain? (ii) A woman giving birth in the cow byre, her agony loud in the cold night air. All the bedrooms full to bursting I slept out amongst the camels. During the early hours a fall of snow brought silence, giving the lie of...
The Ninth Day of Christmas – Zelda Chappel, Charlotte Gann and Maggie Butt
New Year Write to me and tell me how you long for snow, the crisp white blank of new beginnings. I've watched you, enjoying the poise of waiting, the rough edge of the cusp of it grinding at our skin 'til we're raw with it. I'm giddy with the drug...
The Eighth Day of Christmas – Hannah Linden, Marc Woodward and Gareth Writer-Davies
December Time of water light. Air and earth light spread so thin and dirty, washes of fishscales autumn skeletons fill the sky and fade. This the sad time. Parents worry their pockets children dredge dreams for real smiles gifted this one day of...
The Seventh Day of Christmas – Peter Daniels, Carole Bromley and Neil Fulwood
The Influenza Carol A wreath at every advent calendar door, no room to rest the oxen in my head: I’m fasting to rebuild my stomach floor, and celebrate my crawling out of bed. The spruce is green until the needles drop, its fairy and its lights...
Words & Images
Words with images previously published on the website.
Eleanor Leonne Bennett's 'Space Between Books'
*Eleanor Leonne Bennett is a 15 year old photographer and artist who has won contests with National Geographic,The Woodland Trust, The World Photography Organisation, Winstons Wish, Papworth Trust, Mencap, Big Issue, Wrexham science , Fennel and Fern and...
Zdenek sells Physalis alkekengi at Dejvická in December
Zdenek sells Physalis alkekengi at Dejvická in December With him, at the dark, open jaw of the metro, Orange lanterns, that shoulder their own light. Tangerine knuckles to electrify the drawn dim, The wrapping of his hands and the drawing-in Of him, his coat,...
The restless Owl-boy studies Venus
The restless Owl-boy studies VenusWhat do you see Owl-boy, stirring the feathered dark around you ?Your hollow head, plane on the pillow,rattling with unbecoming dice-thoughts beside me. I see your lashes blinktheir sleepless histories. The wishing star warms to your...
Greyhound
Greyhound In the thin rain, the theatrical frame of a greyhound; a slip of grey felt shrug on the weathering ribs, emblazoned with a voluminous pale pink shiver of ballerina. Was it you who tied these shimmering loops on the back of this withering...
Millions of eyes henning
vii. millions of eyes, henning dear henning, i wonder if in germany you ever watch old american gangster films. in them, everything is heavy … cars, telephones, and radios. in them, men take unexpected taxi rides, light streaked across their faces so we can...
Word and Image from Christopher Barnes
*Christopher Barnes' first collection of poems Lovebites is published by Chanticleer. He is a participant writer for www.stemistry.com and recently read at Poetry Scotland's Callendar Poetry Weekend.
Blogs and news
Blogs and archived news from 2007 to 2020.
November 2015 ‘Pick of the Month’
Voting is now open for the Pick of the Month – your favourite work published on IS&T – for November 2015 Our...
October 2015 ‘Pick of the Month’
Voting is now open for the Pick of the Month – your favourite poem or short story – for October 2015 Our shortlist of...
September 2015 ‘Pick of the Month’
Voting is now open for the Pick of the Month – your favourite poem, flash fiction or review – for September 2015 Our...
Reviews
Archived reviews from 2007 to 2020.
Claire Booker reviews ‘Mahler’s Hut & Other Accommodations’ by Alan Price
Which of us hasn’t yearned for an artist’s hut – that womb like space in which to delve for truths? Gustav...
Elisabeth Sennitt Clough reviews ‘Gaps’ by Jenny Danes
Gaps is the debut pamphlet from Jenny Danes, a winner of The Poetry Business New Poets...
Kevin Saving reviews ‘Shadows Waltz Haltingly’ by Alan Morrison
It should, in the interests of full disclosure, be recorded that this reviewer has been trumpeting the merits of Alan...
Interviews
Archived interviews from 2007 to 2020.
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