by Memoona Zahid | Feb 5, 2021 | Filmpoems
The Vultures of Prometheus by Ruth Aylett Nobody asked us if we liked liver especially a man’s, especially a demi-god’s. Eyes are much tastier, but we aren’t allowed to blind, part of the punishment is to see us coming. And this diet is disgustingly monotonous,...
by Memoona Zahid | Jan 22, 2021 | Filmpoems
The Wood Conductor by Marc Woodward There was no sign of a woodcutter in the tin shack raised from the red earth, the black wood of an archived forest. Dismembered trees haunted the air, ghosts in the pungency of cut pine. A tepid cup sat by a soiled...
by Kate Birch | Dec 23, 2020 | Filmpoems
Poem from Helen Ivory’s chapbook Maps of the Abandoned City, published by SurVision. Performed, illustrated and recorded by Roger Foyster. Helen Ivory is a poet and visual artist. Her fifth Bloodaxe collection is The Anatomical Venus (2019). She edits...
