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Poetry – Out Walking

  Sammy Jay, 30, grew up in Oxford and in Ireland by the sea. He works as a rare book dealer with Peter Harrington of London, tending to their literature department with an interest in…

Poetry – Daniel Wade

Rooftop Blues I could go for a quick smoke on the roof, the steel vent pipe snaking its lobed edges toward the window, hear the incidental music of engines snarl up from Richmond Street, relentless…

Poetry – Mark Burrows

The Resistance  I never knew what they really felt how they survived the one world we shared across layers of fear and indifference never grasped the bold grip of hatred that sears the eye and…

Poetry – Ben Keatinge

Black Vulture You loom at Madzharovo then at Bosilovo roost at Kalanjevo.                                                          Black pilgrim cowl of the air crossing these skies, come, we are prone and torn, numbed, expecting your news. Cormorants at Dojran…

White Woman Brown Heart

Even the color of my skin belies who I really am. Always on the outside looking in . . . even with my own kin. Blonde and blue-eyed born into a brown world, I came…

The Sunset Drive-in Cinema

I watched the flamed sky as the earth rolled back and made it seem like the sun had set. ‘When I was just a little girl…’ I remember waiting for the dark to start as…

Visita de obra

No soy yo quien atraviesa estos valles prendidos de ocres, ni este el tren que me lleva de un lugar a otro lugar. La tierra se retuerce mostrando sus costuras y de las balsas de…

Carbon Negative

One fine day all this will burn Strange but true The blue woods of Oregon Silver snakes of her rivers Her dark lakes gone like steam Something will come A hammer at high noon To…

The Firstborn

_          I thought that I would read the beginning _                      Of the last gospel, but _                      The book fell open at The beginning of the first, my thoughts misdeeming _                      What I needed to write…

Forest

Nightfalls. Creatures are on the move, Leaping, dancing, diving, digging, loving that’s the art of living, that’s the art of dying. Machines are slowing down Cars, trains, ships, aeroplanes I’m coming in now to land,…

BREXIT – A Poem

Once I had finished it I didn’t understand my own poem, so how could you? There had been a moment when, possessed by a sort of deftness, I had made choices about matters such as…

Demon Cum

DEMON CUM I He’s the latest spawn of Hell with a lanyard and a notch lapel and “there is no alternative,” as if nothing has to give, a stench of sulfur to intrigue some think-tank…

From Psalm 119

Gimel/Retribue servo tuo O do well unto thy servant Vincible world, I see blown blossom hurled with the crumpled rooks before May’s impertinent, spooky breezes; newly-dressed branches rattled already before counter-prevalent and centrifuge gusts. Vincible…

Double Take

In 1973, my first time here, I’d stood in wonder with my head strained back As dizzily I’d tried to see how high The buildings had to reach to scrape the sky, Then lowered my…

Two Poems

All the while the windows wait for no one   While there were those who climbed, It was only you who knew the spaces through the ladders. The dent of shadows Upon the tumbling walls.…

RAT RUN

They turned up at the door dressed all in black, from their baseball caps and bomber jackets down to their DM boots, and they hustled in like hitmen or bouncers, or bailiffs, or the Old…

Two Poems

Anthony Caleshu’s forthcoming book, from which this pair of poems is taken, is titled, A Dynamic Exchange between Us (Shearsman, 2019). He is the author of three previous books of poems, including The Victor Poems (Shearsman, 2015), and Of Whales: in…

Twinned

Storrington Place of storks and green- clad chalk. Are the Gypsies still perched on ‘The Warren’?   Camargue Flamingo heaven, white horses, black madonna. Heart’s grey forgiven. Camargue Red dust on the shoes of Gaditans…

Nonetheless

A cormorant dives to feed, then perches, its wings spread to dry. There are fish, there is a break in the clouds. A freighter embarks, laden with necessary goods, including toys,  much as a researcher…