Samo Kreutz

      Haiku morning fog still recognizable children’s laughter * winter begins no place in my notebook for revised resolutions * first snow her hair shines in a new colour     Samo Kreutz lives in Ljubljana, Slovenia. Besides haiku...

Clare Wigzell

      What Matters Barbara Hepworth on politics After a long time with persistent, small movements, each one following the effects of the last, the shape becomes clearer, large chunks fall away, air is let into stone. Further in, planes flatten out,...

Marcelo Coelho

       Hauntings 1 After the funeral, the coughs continued. 2 Care homes regain life at night. 3 Wait. The morgue will reopen soon. 4 They came asking for more starch. 5 For them, lockdown has just begun. 6 He came back. “Forgot the mask”. 7 Sorry for...

Andrew Williams

      Rehoboth Bay after Jane Kenyon I was walking on the dock— the kind of activity I go out of town to do— where waterfowl float below with their young. My wife and I fell behind the laughter barreling toward the shore end and at that moment, we heard...