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Saltwater Zodiac (for Edith Rimmington) by Alex Woodcock
And on Bexhill Beach where the veil, Of each day is ice cream and shingle, I am still making work,Though it is late and I am not who I was.
February 17, 2020
Poetry, The Clearing
Ancient Hollow Grief by Kerri ní Dochartaigh
All is not lost. There is still time. We are still here, and we must remember that it is in the day to day living that we must change things…
February 3, 2020
Essay, Poetry, The Clearing
Interchange by John Wedgwood Clarke
She squeezes the stone in her hand. Light ripples along traffic cones.
November 19, 2019
Poetry, The Clearing
Places of Poetry: Oval Time by Zaffar Kunial
The O of their open mouths watching a last innings. A last Test. Of not knowing how many summers you’ll have left.
October 15, 2019
Poetry, The Clearing
Places of Poetry: a northerly aspect by Kayo Chingonyi
…here where the landscape is a long conversation …
October 15, 2019
Poetry, The Clearing
Places of Poetry: A Night Jar by Jack Underwood
I wanted to look inside the eye of that bird. I had heard its message, become obsessed.
September 9, 2019
Poetry, The Clearing
Places of Poetry: Happy Meal
We come with such force The Toon splits in two Exalting, we’re bolting, revolting, we’re through
September 9, 2019
Poetry, The Clearing
New poetry by Sharon Phillips
sacred to the memory slab of gritstone dark with summer drizzle
September 3, 2019
Poetry, The Clearing
GAVDIVM: new work by Seán Lysaght
Our hearts are pitched forward Into the foreknown Because we cannot stay forever And soon must spiral away
August 28, 2019
Poetry, The Clearing
Places of Poetry: Navigating Diglis by Isabel Galleymore
This water is like a long tail, swishing. This water is running wild and WARNING:
August 12, 2019
Poetry, The Clearing
Places of Poetry: Got by Jo Bell
Men who blasted air into the rock and dragged out muck, who set each other’s bones and got home on the dot
August 12, 2019
Poetry, The Clearing
Places of Poetry: The Haruspex by Neil Rollinson
Some fools ponder the leaves of tea, or study the flight paths of birds,
August 12, 2019
Poetry, The Clearing