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Featured Poetry/Prose of the Day

Sally Spiers

by Helen Ivory | February 3, 2026 | Featured, Poetry | 0 Comments

Night’s white noise is over. Day arises
to stillness. Light crouches behind windows

Erin Coppin and Dr Jo Scott

by Sairah Ahsan | February 2, 2026 | Featured, Filmpoems | 0 Comments

British Columbia, Canada, 2021: We are surviving the vagaries of climate change

1. Heat dome: I’ve had to water my plants two times a day so they don’t die.
2. Five hundred and ninety-five people died as a direct result of extreme heat.

Louella Lester

by Helen Ivory | February 2, 2026 | Featured, Flash Fiction, Prose | 0 Comments

When Mom flew off with the Canada geese you made me promise that we would never leave one another.

Tim Brookes

by Helen Ivory | February 1, 2026 | Featured, Poetry | 0 Comments

In the charity shop I try on a coat
flocked with fake shearling,
shaved-soft almost: fibres
fired onto plastic to fool the wrist.

Kim Waters

by Sairah Ahsan | January 31, 2026 | Featured, Poetry | 0 Comments

You’re a character, a Roman numeral,
an internet meme. Descendant
from a peasant’s crook or cattle prod,
you’re the twelfth letter of the alphabet,

Turned Injun I Turned Injun, didn’t yeh. Riders whoop across the screen, red skinned, paint, and painted Paints. And the boy’s jolted by her cheers – outlaw to his young years, music to such green ears: Auntie Val’s rooting for the baddies. More...

Sean Howard

by Helen Ivory | May 1, 2020

beltane (may day poems, glastonbury 2019) pale- moon sun: slow, heavy drops on the site of arthur’s tomb (his queen in small print!) – a quarter of a millennium, the...

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Recent Prose

Louella Lester

When Mom flew off with the Canada geese you made me promise that we would never leave one another.

Jo Bardsley

The little piece of newspaper, crisp and dark with age, flutters out of the gritty space between the fridge and the cabinet. I am cleaning the house while my wife is at school and at first I don’t understand.

Paul Goodman

They approach in hungry morning light, treading the path to the ridge and the row of giant’s teeth grown crooked with the ages

Neil Weiner

Chad, an aspiring author, sank into his easy chair and drifted into a
reverie.

Max Wallis on ‘The Aftershock Review’ for Mental Health Awareness Week

What Happens After the Aftershock?

Wayne F. Burke

faces on a school bus:
petals of flowers
unopened

Debbie Strange

midnight sun
a polar bear’s breath
catches fire

Debbie Strange

winterberry
the first holiday
alone

On the Fifth Day of Christmas we bring you John Greening, Finola Scott, Philip Dunkerley

today, Christmas Eve,
my granddaughter visiting
her bright eyes – her faith

Rhonda Melanson

The magic of growing things, its tangible beauty, I did not understand.

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Featured Poetry/Prose of the Day

Sally Spiers

by Helen Ivory | February 3, 2026 | Featured, Poetry | 0 Comments

Night’s white noise is over. Day arises
to stillness. Light crouches behind windows

Erin Coppin and Dr Jo Scott

by Sairah Ahsan | February 2, 2026 | Featured, Filmpoems | 0 Comments

British Columbia, Canada, 2021: We are surviving the vagaries of climate change

1. Heat dome: I’ve had to water my plants two times a day so they don’t die.
2. Five hundred and ninety-five people died as a direct result of extreme heat.

Louella Lester

by Helen Ivory | February 2, 2026 | Featured, Flash Fiction, Prose | 0 Comments

When Mom flew off with the Canada geese you made me promise that we would never leave one another.

Tim Brookes

by Helen Ivory | February 1, 2026 | Featured, Poetry | 0 Comments

In the charity shop I try on a coat
flocked with fake shearling,
shaved-soft almost: fibres
fired onto plastic to fool the wrist.

Kim Waters

by Sairah Ahsan | January 31, 2026 | Featured, Poetry | 0 Comments

You’re a character, a Roman numeral,
an internet meme. Descendant
from a peasant’s crook or cattle prod,
you’re the twelfth letter of the alphabet,

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Previously featured

Brett Evans

by Helen Ivory | May 2, 2020

Sean Howard

by Helen Ivory | May 1, 2020

beltane (may day poems, glastonbury 2019) pale- moon sun: slow, heavy drops on the site of arthur’s tomb (his queen in small print!) – a quarter of a millennium, the...

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