Alison Jones

      Astral Projection Mrs Norris had thought ascension would be whirligig rides in bright violet rays, as the training books all implied. She worked hard on her technique diligently preparing an inner world, a kaleidoscopic version of her garden, neat...

Sandra Noel

      All that unpicking at the mercy of wind The tide unpleats from her godet, zig-zags in running stitch round the base of the côtil. Her quick fingers unravel raw edges, unpin seed potatoes, rip daffodil seams. She pulls hems from fence posts, tacks...

Matthew Caley

                                  Matthew Caley’s latest and seventh collection is To Abandon Wizardry [Bloodaxe, 2023]. He’s made a Poem-Film with film-maker Jesse Adlam...

Jenny Robb

  Jenny Robb has been writing poetry since retiring from a social work and NHS career in mental health and children’s services. She’s been published widely in magazines and anthologies. Her second collection is Hear the World Explode, Yaffle Press 2024.  X:...

Ken Evans

      Ballad of the Cobbler’s Shoes Rural Action Derbyshire charity reports children are doing P.E. in wellingtons. You try doing star-jumps, steps, or squats, in knee-high wellies. One at first, then in twos and threes as term ran on, turn-up for P.E....

Joe Williams

      A Town of Shadows Ashington I was born in a town of shadows. The shadow of the black bridge, where boys would crawl, hand by hand, under rails in Beeching’s gaze, cheating teenage death by drop into the lazy Wansbeck. The shadow of the Charltons,...