When Joe Went Out Late to shut away the poultry after weeks of rain he knew where the pony was by the sound of its hooves sucking in the mud.Foxes still kill in downpours. Maybe they keep closer to the bones of the hedge or loiter below hollies, but...
Golden Hour Over great absences speckled with birds wings, a spell is lifted – dusk like a recited dance. Routine splashes gold on chimneys and paves cobblestones with colour. Breath hangs between footfalls in gasps. Stacked houses watch through...
Surprise by Mariam Varsimashvili Open the rock. There, by the river where a streak of blood is so thin it cannot be alarming. Split the rock in half and you will find cooked ham, bubbling white fat and a small piece of me. There, by your milky feet are certain...
From Maps of the Abandoned City, published by SurVision. This Video was published on IS&T to launch our revamped web site in January 2021. It had originally been featured on Roger Foyster’s YouTube Channel in May 2020. Helen...
Someone else’s war i.m Stephen Dunford The city is a distorted limb that didn’t grow this way. Crepe paper twisted, steel softened to liquorice. I never got to ask you. Do hares hide when bombs fall? When bayonets are thrust against the wind does the air...
Gravitational Lensing Our eyes crave baths of light— flickering playgrounds of shivering stars an image of a blue arc on the rim coiling around clusters of galaxies the vivid shimmer behind you in the garden as the torch frames your silhouette in...
