Today’s choice
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T N Kennedy
Forever Spring
inside the apiary it is always spring
human beings and honey bees cohabiting
pursuing life everlasting for our species
which is the universe opening its eyes
50 per cent humidity 21 degrees celsius
simulated sunlight cold and bone white
substitute pollen surrogate nectar
tricks to tempt the bees to linger
and keep the honey flowing the keepers
do not live there but wish to farm
those tiny furred workers mining
for a different kind of gold a perpetual
nourishment machine some kind
of twenty-first century alchemy
T N Kennedy is a Londoner of Irish heritage who writes poetry, fiction and songs. In 2025, her written work appeared in The Amphibian and Ink Sweat & Tears. She is currently working on a debut poetry collection and a novel. She blogs at apostilian.com
Lucy Dixcart
It Starts Before Birth
Your tadpole-self, displayed to strangers for a thumbs-up.
Then childhood illnesses, faithfully documented.
Anna Mindel Crawford
We have our eyes on the chairs, ready
for when the music stops. Nobody wants
to be in the space where a seat had been
Sue Proffitt
Sue Proffitt lives by the coast in South Devon, UK. She has an M.A. in Creative Writing and has been published in a number of magazines, anthologies and competitions. She has two poetry collections published: Open After Dark (Oversteps, 2017) and The Lock-Picker...
Daniel Rye
When did the slowness
of this afternoon
merge with the chugging
boat engine in the harbour?
Anna Ruddock
Let it be okay that it took me a while to get here
If not better then equally fine to be
the goldfinch . . .
Laura Fyfe
How do we pull ourselves back
when we’ve nothing to hold on to?
Find a way clear
or stay? Wait.
David Belcher
How to not exist
Allow yourself to be elbowed aside
become a non-person
an avoider of lingering looks
Simon Williams
I Want to Become
a weasel, in a sleeky, twisty body,
all eyes and teeth like a deadly zip.
Zoe Davis
I joined a secret society
advertised in the back pages of a magazine.
I forget which, but I found it nestled
in 8pt font and fancy border
between time share apartments in Lanzarote
and the commemorative plates.