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Robin Lindsay Wilson

by | May 12, 2026 | ,

 

 

 

Miss Betina Wauchope Disappears
From the 1927 painting ‘Interior: Orange Blind’ by FCB Cadell.

The single crimson rose
she wears in her lapel,
to test his imperfections,
draws him into detail;
pointing a thinner brush
at her wintery cheeks,
the bones of her hands.

A face ready for regard,
emptied with white spirit,
cancelled with a rag wipe,
begun again with doubt.

Behind her, the orange blind,
fuses matter and antimatter.
It guillotines space and time,
until there’s no judgment.

She pretends to love art,
as the rose petals soften.
She tries to love herself,
while he paints her portrait
as orange stupefaction.

She feels anonymous,
not responsible for sunset,
or the malice of the furniture.

Her immortality is powerless –
his contempt is complete.

 

 

Robin Lindsay Wilson is a prizewinning playwright and poet. He has three collections of poetry published by Cinnamon Press. His forth collection, The Tender Shore,  is scheduled to be published in Spring of 2027 by Cinnamon Press. Robin’s work has appeared in many national and international poetry magazines, including, Acumen, The Amsterdam Review, Magma, The Rialto, Ink, Sweat & Tears, New Writing Scotland, Dream Catcher and Poetry Salzburg.

Alexandra Corrin

by | Jan 7, 2024 | ,

Six weeks after diagnosis
 
I stayed away out of respect for your daughters.
You followed the hearse with your father and the girls.
 
He couldn’t stay within the boundaries of himself.

John Barron

by | Jan 6, 2024 | ,

Thought Experiment
 
The clock has lost all its numbers.
I wake inside an Einstein thought experiment,
where my bones defy gravity and get sucked
what some call “up.” I’ve only time to grab
from beside the bed where we’re sleeping
our copy of Rovelli’s ‘Reality Is Not What It Seems’

Mick Corrigan

by | Jan 5, 2024 | ,

My List Poem of the All-Important
 
Trish,
Kindness,
A small family of wildflowers announcing themselves in an abandoned pot,
Morning sun warming barley fields at Castletown House Estate,
A grounded fledgling glaring defiance as I gently inquire of her health,

Mike Jenkins

by | Jan 4, 2024 | ,

Not a found poem

But a purchased one –
To find Ewrop on a single cup
Despite the English on top –
Re use
duce
cycle
Birziklatu
Genbruge
Endurvinna

Heidi Beck

by | Jan 3, 2024 | ,

      Self-Portrait as Road Runner You with your elaborate schemes of entrapment, your hunting parties, moonshine and shot-gun weddings, your Sunday-school socials for girls to glue bird seed and pasta on prayer plaques, sew aprons with Singers– this...