Sarah Fletcher
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In Defence of Inspiration
Photo by Rohan Makhecha on Unsplash Sarah Fletcher I want to start with an anecdote: I was at the pub after a poetry reading in London. I found myself in conversation with two very different species of poet: a young whippersnapper straight from the Oxford colleges, and a seasoned editor. The whippersnapper…
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Two poems by Sarah Fletcher
The shouts Somewhere, of course, someone is dancing. No, no; not us. Door handles bark and women seem Like babies. Moon. We hopscotch through Prognosticating streetlights, light in their pockets, Drunk and sad. The shouts Prism into snakes of light and snakes On snakes and light again: one day I’ll kiss…