
Two poems by Oliver Comins
Golf Behind Trees An elegant course is exposed by newly opened air. There used to be a thick hedge, armed with …
Golf Behind Trees An elegant course is exposed by newly opened air. There used to be a thick hedge, armed with …
Daniel Bennett Both grounded and detached, playing with a sense of narrative but also revelling in the rarefied brightness of the image, …
On the margin On the margin of existence on the deep-sea floor between chimneys of boiling water and venting carbon where …
image © Dirk Skiba Sonnet for the British-Born And suddenly, new language: ‘British-Born’, for kids who grew up on terraces in …
Arachnid: Flight After Deluge The waters have risen; the signal has sounded in our skeletons of minimal composition. An instinct of …
In an Orchard Shall we drink a while and think of Eden, As in an orchard filled with waspy windfalls Children …
Holly Loveday Ultimately, ‘you cannot drink poetry’. Diaz precedes this statement in her self-aware second collection, Postcolonial Love Poem, with the prayer …
© National Portrait Gallery, London Nicola Healey In Sinéad Morrissey’s collection On Balance (2017), Morrissey selectively quotes from Larkin’s ‘Born Yesterday’ (1954) …
The Village that Vanished All the bitter day waves smash into Smugglers’ Cove and Byer’s Hole. The sky has failed to …
Holly Loveday Qikiqtaaluk or, Baffin Island I move beyond the fact of you, but lay atop my suitcase on a 5th avenue …