Monthly Archives: August 2016

Thomas Clark: Three poems in translation

On Takin Doun a Tirlis The tethert sticks are wizzent nou, doun fawin, The leafs that growe fae pumpkins scrank an sma. Juist in time, the flouers whitely appen, The green leafs o the vines hae dwyned awa. The insects … Continue reading

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Stella Wulf

The Legends of Trees They astound you, these Colossi, close ranks of solidarity, rallied against the startling revelations of a sun-struck world. Rooted in chapters set down by the press of time, they thrill you with their mighty epics, sagas … Continue reading

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Philip Stuckey

Rock of Ages My face is weathering like the wall that salt and sand erodes. As seasons pass like scudding clouds and mosses find footholds. How hard the stone compared to me who chips and cracks so easily, with time … Continue reading

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Sharon Larkin

Snail on a razor blade She has a penchant for life on the edge, her abode never quite fixed, travels light, takes the refuge of last resort – her fragile, backpack-bivouac. Soon crushed, her soft flesh oozes with the invitation … Continue reading

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Finola Scott

Still Breakfast   Puglia Sept ‘15 At double shuttered windows moleskin peaches wait in shadow, remember orchards. Plums glow dark, rich as royalty. Golden flesh nests armoured stones. Green-jacketed, leather-sheathed walnuts cradle battered wombs, butter ripe at the core. Fig … Continue reading

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Edwin Stockdale

Layers of Narcissus Spring, 1553 Lady Mary Grey, small for age. Her mother, Frances, Duchess of Suffolk, tells her she’s betrothed to a middle-aged man, Lord Grey of Wilton. his face maimed by a Scottish pike. Aged eight, Mary returns … Continue reading

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Mandy Macdonald

Parallel furrows She is singing as she works, crouched close over the curly-kale seedlings. He smiles — it’s not ‘Rainy Day Blues’, his latest earworm, It’s Handel. That’s how they are. On his side of the plot, nearer the roaring … Continue reading

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