Gordon Scapens

Forecasts of Flight Stripping wallpaper leaves naked the scrawls of yesteryear’s children, small forecasts of flights that are inevitable. Youthful skill teasing dreams of rocket ships, large soaring birds, treasure islands, galloping horses, and measurements of...

Clare Bryden

      [Haiku]    how do I begin? the song of a robin is lost in the telling     Clare Bryden is a writer, artist and consultant based in Exeter. Her interests are wide-ranging, but primarily the place of human beings within the natural...

Yvonne Baker

like snow  an etherial whiteness that covers and disguises as a strip of white frosted glass conceals an interior or spray from lorry wheels obliterates the road * the nets across windows blurred reality in childhood pale curtain-light enclosed the room with mystery...

Hilary Thompson

Hot Cross Buns Ambling up North Street on a Saturday afternoon at the end of a long Winter, I am stopped by two women, elderly, smiling eyes and mouths, lip-sticked, offering an open pack of hot cross buns from the NISA shop down the road. The shorter of the two with...

Irene Cunningham

      LULLABY of CALMING – Do you take spec in your tea?       Lavender seeps. I expect my limbs to leaden, lead the body down through sheet, mattress-cover, into the machinery of sleep where other lives exist. Landscapes of folding...