Tadhg Carey

    Pivotal When our plaything ricochets falling who knows where everything hinging on the line there is a precise moment when nothing is certain a glorious terrifying uncontrollable wait the receptacle of our hopes poised mid- air with infinite trajectories...
Oormila Vijayakrishnan Prahlad

Oormila Vijayakrishnan Prahlad

      A zuihitsu of strings A zuihitsu of strings for Ying A lacquer table, gloss under fingertips. A raised stage with dark linen. A young woman smiles with her hand-held harp, its nine strings glistening. The room swells with the cadence of her pearly...
Shannon Clinton-Copeland on Lewis Buxton

Shannon Clinton-Copeland on Lewis Buxton

In Praise of Mate Arias by Lewis Buxton Disclosure: Lewis is a friend and a fellow Norwich-dweller who I’ve known now for a number of years. I can claim no expertise in the parks and avenues of male friendship. Mate Arias from The Emma Press is Lewis Buxton’s first...