When my parents went back to their roots, to low ceilinged views of a pub with ducks, a shop, a Cotswold stone church, painstakingly restored   they found their kind long gone. I see them in a neighbour’s lounge among devotees of sipping of dispensing conversation in morsels.   Mum bears her small badge of […]
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The eighteenth year of us

Poem by KS Moore

PUBLISHED ON: 29/09/20

CATEGORY: Poetry

The clementine rise of new acquaintance: you were all lilt, all eye-bright charm – the dance of an autumn. And the fire breathed yes and now and I wan …

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Return Journey

Poem by Hilary Watson

PUBLISHED ON: 29/09/20

CATEGORY: Poetry

 ‘Hullo?’ the call connects as a child screams through the funnel of the carriage. ‘It’s me,’ I say. a man pulls the armrest down ‘I got your message. …

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Man-eyes

Poem by Catherine Walsh

PUBLISHED ON: 29/09/20

CATEGORY: Poetry

Get your gross man-eyes off my poem with your numb-drum dumbing literal mind behind which hides no sincerity. My ma had a hundred times your brains bu …

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Telling your father at Bwlch Nant yr Arian

Poem by Mari Ellis Dunning

PUBLISHED ON: 28/07/20

CATEGORY: Poetry

                  We’re going to have a baby, I told your father, just days since I’d felt his ribs slot like coins between mine. We were toeing a mou …

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Rivers Joining

Poem by Graham Mort

PUBLISHED ON: 28/07/20

CATEGORY: Poetry

Freshwater mussels, coffee bean brown, cleaned by oyster catchers that jostle where the Wenning brunts the Lune. We gaze upstream at the Howgills, the …

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Algorithm

PUBLISHED ON: 28/07/20

CATEGORY: Poetry

i.m. Michael Wessells   The phone rings because Michael has died. I saw him yesterday and said goodbye as he passed behind me, tall, gathering hi …

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Women’s Rights

Poem by Amirah Al Wassif

PUBLISHED ON: 28/07/20

CATEGORY: Poetry

Don’t try to introduce my skin to your skin cause such introduction doesn’t let the light get in. Don’t try to prove me as your servant while getting …

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The Dentist

Abeer Ameer

PUBLISHED ON: 07/05/19

CATEGORY: Poetry

She wants to take a good look at the Najaf dentist who asked for her hand in marriage. It’s unbecoming she borrows her mother’s black poochiya. Mighty …

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My Welsh Wool Coat

Amy Wack

PUBLISHED ON: 07/05/19

CATEGORY: Poetry

is the colour of sunrise over Castle Hill in a town called ‘little fort of the fishes’, my Welsh wool coat, with its too-short sleeves, its dense weav …

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