Short Poems Feature II

      Cremation morning after your cremation   I wake no calls to make to stethoscopes or wreathes your bones no longer at any postcode watch black smoke clouds from neighbours’ chimneys   ghosts how can your blood now be this urn of ash to lick my...

Jemma Walsh

    Siberian Larkspur     Jemma Walsh is an Irish poet based in London. She is currently doing an MA in Creative and Life Writing at Goldsmiths College. Her work has been published in The Irish Times, Moth Magazine, HOWL Magazine, Crossways...

Cormac Culkeen

    Quiet Joy   Stay silent under eyes of stars quietly watching,   the cat slinks by my house, pads slow, wary,   a mouse like a dreamer’s sleep in her mouth.   Single light from a top window opens its shadows.   She leaps with...

Rebecca Gethin

    Dingo in a World Heritage Site     I won’t forget her on the beach – fur the colours of sand. We wouldn’t have spotted her were it not for the jiggle of her gait, the turn of her head with ears pricked, the spine’s taut bow and torque of her...

Sarah Hulme

    ecotone     you         stoop         & shell your self   touch in gustgasp       gentle     now       hailsharp     you brave me    ...