
‘Santa Maria del Popolo’ – a poem by Olivia Hodgson
Santa Maria del Popolo They are listening underfoot here, filigree-tongued and built with bones crowding from centuries of faltering tombs. Childhood …
Santa Maria del Popolo They are listening underfoot here, filigree-tongued and built with bones crowding from centuries of faltering tombs. Childhood …
Patwá When I was a young boy, Sundays spoke a strange tongue: Jesus and his gang of bells, the cry of …
Arrival I. Julie shouts from her second-floor window I HAVE THE COUNCIL ON SPEED DIAL IF YOU CAUSE ANY TROUBLE and …
The bridge above the station – After Catullus 5 Hunger on their lips for living, for loving, they disregard the looks …
The below poem is taken from William Wootten’s new pamphlet, Looking at the Horsemen, published by New Walk Editions on 4th May. On …
Poetry And, the much-loved public events series at King’s chaired by Professor of Poetry Ruth Padel, is teaming up with the Obsidian Foundation …
– Bal Maiden I – Morning Rain ‘I ain’t complaining’ she hugs herself in the thin light before the sun …
Poetry And, the much-loved public events series at King’s chaired by Professor of Poetry Ruth Padel, is teaming up with the Obsidian Foundation – …
A Magpie on a Downpipe I sweep white blossoms from the path, hard bristles unbending on each stroke; it is not …
Picture credit: Stephen Wells In Concert We were sitting in a crowded hall, waiting for the lights to dim – before …