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Ana Blandiana: Poet, Civic Figure, Woman
Photo: Miguel Ruiz Durán Andreea Iulia Scridon Though her name may only be familiar to relatively few readers globally, Romanian poet, essayist, and translator Ana Blandiana […]
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‘Neighbours’ – a poem by Mark Russell
Neighbours Grant was exhausted. I leaned over the shrub and watched him trying to hit a five-foot high stake into the ground. He isn’t a tall man […]
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‘Those Days’ – a poem by Gary Allen
Photo by Paweł Czerwiński on Unsplash Those days There was always a simpleton as far back as I can remember her shit-covered hand through the […]
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‘Peace in East Sussex’ – a poem by Colin Falck
The below poem is taken from Colin Falck’s final poetry collection, Leni’s Triumph, published by Shoestring Press shortly before his death in December at the age of 86. Copies […]
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‘Like walking in the rain’: César Vallejo, Carolyn Forché, and the problem of witness
César Vallejo in 1929; the cover of Carolyn Forché’s The Country Between Us (Harper & Row, 1982) Jonathan Hitchens The very first couplet of A Man […]
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Two poems by Anna Chorlton
Welcombe Moonlight exposes a split ship releasing souls. One – naked torso gleaming – battles toward shore, arcing arms throttling breakers, eyes fixated on a cove […]
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‘The Bunkers at Wissant’ – a poem by Will Stone
The below poem is taken from Will Stone’s latest poetry collection, The Slowing Ride, published by Shearsman last autumn. The Bunkers at Wissant Once […]
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The Haunted Forties: Wrey Gardiner and Poetry Quarterly
Mark Valentine On the trestle table beneath the balconies and chandeliers of the Winter Gardens in the old spa town there was a run of pocket-sized poetry journals. […]
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‘Namái Ye Un Ayeri’ – a poem in Asturian and English by Xe M. Sánchez
Namái Ye Un Ayeri los poemes aseméyense abondu a eses ciudaes que les lleendes alluguen baxu les agües o sapozaes baxu les viesques. namái surden dende’l […]
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‘Witness’ – a poem by Regina Weinert
Witness Once I saw my Masurian grandmother’s hair fall in pale amber waves over her left shoulder like a spell. She was half-facing the window, perched on […]
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‘Untitled Film Still’ – a poem by Daniel Fraser
Untitled Film Still Cindy Sherman, 1979 A woman. A road. A suitcase. Synapses glitter, searching for the rest. Her body shoulders a hymn called nowhere: […]
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Why do we care: Romalyn Ante’s ‘Antiemetic for Homesickness’
Holly Loveday Romalyn Ante’s debut collection Antiemetic for Homesickness (Chatto & Windus, 2020) – flitting between clinical-white, squeaky hospital wards and the tropical abundance of the Philippines […]
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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 up and change its forward […]
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‘Waverley, 4.05.’ – a poem by John Fuller
The below poem is taken from John Fuller’s new, semi-autobiographical collection of poetry, Asleep & Awake, recently published by Chatto & Windus. Waverley, 4.05. At […]
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Lunch with Frederick Seidel at Cafe Lux
Miguel Cullen He replied to my email saying: “I would prefer to meet you in Buenos Aires,” where I was then staying. “A distant second, New York.” […]
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On ‘Heredity/ASTYNOME’ by Naush Sabah
Daniel Bennett If poetry ever had ‘must have’ purchases, then Naush Sabah’s debut release from Broken Sleep Books proved to be one of these over the summer. […]
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Two poems by Yuan Changming
I vs 我: Another Bilinguacultural Poem The first person singular pronoun, or this very Writing subject in English is I , an only-letter Word, standing straight […]
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Three poems by Patricia McCarthy
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 lockdown. Patricia has written about […]
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‘Purple Pintle’ – a poem by Rory Waterman
Purple Pintle About and by Dr Bob Pintle Associate Professor in Professional Creativity, Peterborough University and for Dr Andrew Taylor, who did not inspire it His […]
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Two poems by Fiona Larkin
Recognition It’s time to welcome the magnolia, her pink flushed cups, petals tight on black twigs, her cold courage, a clench of fuck yous aimed at […]