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Suzanna Fitzpatrick
Waiting Room, Ward 5b Half five. The sky thickens to darkness through the grime on the tall windows, the claw marks of rain. Someone whistles in the corridor. The drinks machine hums ceaselessly. The TV bracket is an empty gibbet, a bookcase has only a...
Robin Vaughan-Williams
Cell Division Something is pulling at my T-shirt. Something is holding my hand. I can feel it walking beside me. It almost trips me up as its steps cross over with mine. Parked cars squeeze us against the hedge. I have to tread carefully holding my bag out at...
Chen-ou Liu
table for one barely above a whisper ... year-end dinner snow crystals on my neighbor's windows ... Foreclosure askew first job interview my shadow on the sunlit snow strawberry stains on the corners of my son's mouth ... his laugh in my laughter laid off again ......
Antony Owen (from the IS&T archives) and Frank Dullaghan for Holocaust Memorial Day
Lidice On June 10, 1942, the German government announced that it had destroyed the small village of Lidice, Czechoslovakia, killing every adult male and some fifty-two women. All surviving women and children were then deported to concentration camps, or if found...
Silas Curtis reviews Noor Hindi’s ‘Dear God, Dear Bones, Dear Yellow’ (2022) and Mohammed el-Kurd’s ‘Rifqa’ (2021) on Holocaust Memorial Day
‘What’s real is us’ ‘Can any amount of words stop a thing from happening?’ A (white American) poet asks, positioning his words in opposition to his government's war on Vietnam. Linton Kwesi Johnson (the dub poet and British Black Panther) when asked if poetry...
Roy Duffield on Holocaust Memorial Day
to return I want to be able to write poems that flow free that don't need to mean anything to you or to me if I were to return to read them I want to return to write poems of personal follies, fleeting loves, my own little flaws to erase but I'm afraid I'll never be...
Greek Feature Day 5 with Vasiliki Albedo, Tim Taylor, Lisa Kelly and Rebecca Tiger
Club Hydra Vasiliki Albedo's poems have appeared in The Poetry Review, Poetry London, Oxford Poetry, The London Magazine, Poetry Wales, Magma, The Rialto, and elsewhere. She won the 2023 Hammond House International Literary Prize and the Poetry Society's...
Greek Feature Day 4 with Sue Burge, Catherine Edmunds and Laura Davis
Sue Burge’s two poetry collections are: In the Kingdom of Shadows and Confetti Dancers (Live Canon). Lumière and The Saltwater Diaries, both pamphlets, are published by Hedgehog Poetry Press. Her third collection, The Artificial Parisienne, is...
Greek Feature Day 3 with Sue Wood, Rosie Garland and Elvire Roberts
Daphne (It is predicted that by 2050 there will be at least one green autotropic person on Earth) She came with a label tied to her toe: “Daphne”. An ordinary cadaver, but young, too young for an early death – her beauty subdued – yet it made us gasp, her flared hips,...
Laura Davis
Nothing to see ground heaped apples longhaired compression own hand only threat weakly propped with pillows gave himself up warmth contact don’t see much Laura Davis is an experimental poet and textile artist, based in Belgium. Her first...
Greek Feature Day 2 with Patrick Williamson, Jena Woodhouse and Kate Hendry
The temple at nightfall Patrick Williamson's recent poetry collections include Presenza (Samuele Editore). Here and Now and Take a deep look (Cyberwit.net). Editor/translator of Turn your back on the night (The Antonym) and The Parley Tree, Poets from French-speaking...
Our Greek Myths Feature
Throughout the first two weeks of January, submissions were open for interpretations (and reinterpretations) of Ancient Greek myths. We received hundreds of submissions, exploring key heroes and heroines, events and lore around Greek myth and culture, with ancient...
Greek Feature Day 1 with Leanne Moden, Elliott Waloschek and Z D Dicks
Herpetology Often, my worries are frog-shaped, flexed flippers flashing through vanishing ripple reflections. Poisonous green thoughts. The amphibious twisting of double-state catastrophising. I have perfected the art of doing nothing, looking busy and helping no one....
Nina Nazir
Eurydice's Escape (iii), acrylic, gel pen & brush pen on paper, 2023, (text source: The Freedom Artist by Ben Okri, p.229) the underworld scatter s sun. i n the Nina Nazir is a British Pakistani poet, artist, bibliophile and...
Judith Wilkinson
Metamorphosis If I can shape-change myself if I can reassemble the rubble of my vision so I can re-see dragonflies, apocalypses, trivia if I can have new taste-buds to suit my re-embodied self and graze on a fresh diet of sweet euphoria and bitter...
Juliet Humphreys
Keeping the Wolf Look at me, look — night eyes find their way without light. I have learnt to listen for the lies of men, to sing my song to the moon so now my heart beats in time with his — we are one. He covers me, keeps me warm, I can come to...
Damon Hubbs
How a Plastic Bag in an Elm Tree on Winter St. Learned to Mimic the Moon for Özge Lena It’s growing in what was once the tree with the great green room. It’s singing in yogurt and fluttering like an amorphous pearl of necrosis. It tilts at...
Shasta Hatter
Empty Basket Driving down the boulevard, I see large trees decorated with pink and white blossoms, evergreens tower over houses, trees flourish with spring greenery. In front of a market, candles and balloons mark the site of a drive-by shooting....
Tim Dwyer
Tim Dwyer’s poems appear in UK and Irish publications, recently/forthcoming in Cyphers, Under The Radar, Masculinity Anthology and previously Ink Sweat & Tears. His chapbook is Smithy Of Our Longings (Lapwing). He lives by the shore in Bangor, Northern...
Cindy Botha
what shows up at dusk moths of course, pale parings― filmy, restless dark swarf of birds homeflitting to perch-trees sometimes a hedgehog nosing leaflitter an owl wooing from the pines but mostly, stars which have been here all day discreetly...