Monthly Archives: September 2013

Thomas Clark

Waterside The swans in twos would sail along, Along the grimy pier; The winds were wet; the seas were strong; The captain smelt like beer; The harbour-master hummed a song And hauled a salty rope among The passengers and gear. … Continue reading

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Edwin Stockdale

The Specksioneer ‘Th’ whales hasn’t mended their manners, as you call it,’ said Charley Kinraid; ‘but th’ ice is not to be spoken lightly on.’ Elizabeth Gaskell, Sylvia’s Lovers (1863) Sylvia is asleep, pictures Charley and his profession. She thinks … Continue reading

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Victoria Kelsey: Two poems

WHEN CONCEIT DIES I. When conceit dies I will kneel upon a doorstep grass in my mouth and beg forgiveness. II. This is how battles end, one adversary walks trudging weakness with offerings of plated humility. III. Wounds of war … Continue reading

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Dora Wright

Hip Hip Hooray Av been tae see the doctor wae the pain thats in ma hip he said its wear and tear… ah said its gein me gyp he said tae try some physio tae see if that wid help … Continue reading

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Grant Tarbard: Two poems

We Are The Death’s Head Pulse They say the seams are not joining, cast off shoulders, the disjointed variety of the four Letter words of their foaming makes the crack bubble and boil at the candy stripes of Oblivion’s gate, … Continue reading

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Bradley McIlwain

Reunion Once, at a wedding, I saw you after a long absence and a few glasses of red, the colour of your gown in moonlight; on the balcony I stumbled undressed your eyes with my heart Do you remember the murmurs of butterflies nestled in a … Continue reading

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Dorothy Gallagher

Quietly So Not with razors do you cut a slice thin of the other’s flesh. Nor with flush-fuelled rage and table thumping fists, an alpha chest laid bare to scare off anyone who’d dare to stare you out. No shouts. … Continue reading

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