Poetry: Alex Winter
AREOPAGITE The cloud moves, low, across the landscape, leaving a slick of rainwater on the…
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Prescription: Isolation
Prescription: Isolation No man is an island? Go to your room. Sweat for three days…
Poetry – Kathleen Scott Goldingay
The Lamps of the Virgins from Bearers of the Broken Vessel At dawn, weaving through…
Poetry Recording – Paul Curran
Try mph To Payney, Tinpan, JJ, Tom P., Tom C., Col, Ry, Peewee I know…
Poetry – Kevin Higgins
Advisory Epistle From Literature Quangocrat after Alexander Pope About my person, I at all times…
Poetry in 2020: ‘Dream and so create’
At the end of 2019, I wrote: In these times it is perhaps inevitable that…