Volte-face – a poem by Jane Angué

Volte-face Beardless old man’s beard, unflowered honeysuckle, brambles dead in alive above the hillside-cutting path, hanks entwined, scrabbling ivy latched onto sad firs in plantation ranks. On the brink shrugging downy oaks stealing footholds, uninvited also among this lightless throng; stationed along the track, juice-green saucered spurge targets earth space. The black-breached bank sucks in […]

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Gust – a poem by Robert Ford

Gust Only as I reach the bottom of the long slope and embrace the curved limbs of the bridge, does it catch me, in the otherwise stillness, with a sideways swipe, an unexpected blow to the ribs, a setting-off of sleeping neurons, and the car staggers erratically, counterwards for a second, trampling over the regular […]

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Poem with Lines Stolen from Peter Dent – a poem by Rupert Loydell

Poem with Lines Stolen from Peter Dent They’re building new futures over what I saw as mine, territorial claims involving self-pity and a quiet life, events foreshadowed by imaginings and shouted warnings. Self-medication was nothing, a world walking endlessly towards more of the same, seasons going out of fashion as dreams swing this way and […]

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