
Two poems by Nell Prince
The River The river cannot settle where to go. It may go under or it may begin again, it may rise …
The River The river cannot settle where to go. It may go under or it may begin again, it may rise …
The below poem is taken from John Fuller’s new, semi-autobiographical collection of poetry, Asleep & Awake, recently published by Chatto & Windus. …
I vs 我: Another Bilinguacultural Poem The first person singular pronoun, or this very Writing subject in English is I , …
Below are three poems from Patricia McCarthy’s new chapbook-length sequence Whose hand would you like to hold…, published by Agenda Editions, written during …
Purple Pintle About and by Dr Bob Pintle Associate Professor in Professional Creativity, Peterborough University and for Dr Andrew Taylor, who did …
Recognition It’s time to welcome the magnolia, her pink flushed cups, petals tight on black twigs, her cold courage, a clench …
The Smallest Distillery in Scotland Donaghy found me behind the whisky stills and suffered my story: faith, boiled down to a …
New Delhi, Beyond the AQI The king’s lane, papayawhip-paved. Smog on the lemonade children. By November, everything underwater. Crop-burn and tobacco …
Encounter Traffic was howling in my ears and eyes that moment when we passed—she in her slim black dress, a gloved …
Thất Tịch Seventh Month, Saigon, 1975 They share a dish of beans like small blood clots, believing they will one …