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.

Kim Farleigh

      Cruel Laughter Tortoise-shell glasses framed Marc's lively, brown eyes. He worked in Foyles, a leading London bookshop. With his typically huge smile, he said: "A workmate has...

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Aimée Keeble

    henry john lintott  I, I, I, the millennium’s baby, That stinking beauty who crunches down hearts like candy I laugh with each push burn of knuckles and open my throat to grey sky...

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Judith Wozniak

      Recovery room. My words dissolve in the fog of my mask. I peer at faces through a spy hole lens, try to join the fragments. They slip through my brain like egg-white through...

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Josie Alford

      Glossop Ward In the hospital bed my father sagged and bulged in all the wrong places. He started taking his meds again, said the nebuliser smelled like French bakeries so I...

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Lydia Unsworth

      Judy Dench watches over   When a guard dog barks you start to think about the dark. How very dark. Curtains flap in the wake of a ceiling fan that creaks. How much had to...

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Harry Gallagher

    Chimpanzees We are chimpanzees. Wellsuited, we hoot, hunt down weaklings; shrieking, beating our chests at the tearing off of flesh. We know not what goes on in the farside of the...

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Poetry Picks

Our favourite poems and ‘best of’ chosen from each month between 2007 and 2019

John Grey

    The House’s Role The house stays put. It has its reasons referred to as people for my purposes. Separated from the outside though not thought particularly isolated - the house considers what the world has to offer other than itself but respectfully...

Linda Rose Parkes

    The door sings its welcome it's the kind of door that trickles honey in the light and says come in twice at least leave your coat in the hall the kettle's singing sit yourself down here at the window in the garden oak a blackbird warbles breezes play...

Sue Finch

      The Seventh Car Will Be His As the raindrops collected on the glass the old man opposite strolled down his path. Kneeling on the chair she watched all movement. Next door's tatty tabby sat on the kerb washing methodically behind his ears. A crisp...

Caroline Hardaker

      The Issue of the Day It has been discovered that what's known of the fifth fundamental force is the trace of the thing itself. The target has the intrinsic ability to evolve away from its common design into something that cannot be judged,...

Haibun, Tanka, Haiku, & Haiga

Haibun, Tanka, Haiku, & Haiga reviously published on the website.

Two new haibun from Jeff Winke

Slides Into the KeywayIt's quite simple. His name is Jarvin, the keeper ofthe keys. Hooked to a belt loop, they dangle as hewalks and make a hard kerplunk on the worn oak stoolwhere he parks his keister for the long afternoon.Jarvin's your man when facing a...

Padrika's staying in to watch TV tonight

Tanka for a Thursday night the televisionjams the corners of my roomwith tiny, scared ghosts.They crowd the dark with questionsand flickering, fearful smiles.• Padrika Tarrant is a regular contributor to IS&T – her latest collection of short fiction – Broken...

Short fiction/haibun by Ken Head

Man With BreadThe face of labour on the streetSome days, bread warm from the oven makes it easier to forget I’ve nothing else to eat.  But not today.  Not after being told to wait while the baker’s wife helped those women in expensive coats who were in a...

12 Days of Christmas

All the poems from our regular 12 days of Christmas feature.

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Words & Images

Words with images previously published on the website.

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Blogs and news

Blogs and archived news from 2007 to 2020.

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Reviews

Archived reviews from 2007 to 2020.

Interviews

Archived interviews from 2007 to 2020.

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