Today’s choice

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Ansuya Patel

 

 

 

I Cast Out Everything

except this burnt red vase.
Hand shaped in the muffled roar,
devouring flame in the furnace’s mouth.

Sand becomes skin of light.
Its glass body trembles like a sea
animal remembering its salt.

I hold the lagoon’s sigh,
gondolas murmur, emerald waters
flowing along Venetian blue

like mistresses of fire. Its
slender nape of earth
burned to water,

air captured in crystal.
Everything dissolves —
paper, promise, footprint.

But this vase remembers how
light once learned to stand
still.

 

 

Ansuya was a joint winner of Geoff Stevens Memorial Poetry Prize in 2024. Her debut collection is out with Indigo Dreams Publishing. Her poems have been shortlisted for Bridport, Alpine, Aurora, highly commended at Erbacce. Appeared in Allegro, Artemesia, BlackinWhite, Crowstep, Drawn to the Light, Gypsophila, Ink Sweat and Tears, Rattle and Renard.  She can be found on Instagram @ansuya_a_ and online at https://indigodreamspublishing.com/ansuya-patel

Jane Frank

The leaves are a colour you’ve never seen
but that I will learn to expect
and there’s a fracas-induced full moon

Luigi Coppola

Out of ten bars, by the fifth, half of us had flickered
out and by this ninth one, it ended up just him
and me. A matchstick balanced on a stool, he sat