Poetry

Sonnet Composed Inside Bristol Temple Meads

by Aidan Chivers As I wait for my train I watch thoughts and strangers roam In two centuries of litter where I stop and bathe my mind; I trace the seats, the tracks, the stars, to see, or maybe find A moment for myself in this place they’ve all called home.   I step across […]

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twenty-eight point three

by Jennifer Potter Clutching at cold tea, Recalling regurgitated emotion. A toast to our former selves, Sipping to transfer sentiment, Ease past pain. Each taste transporting to a coffee shop Artificially lit: maroon and sawdust and stilted conversation With a cup cradled in my hands like a shield, Anticipating effort echoing in emptiness. Every swallow […]

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Poetry

Une Saison dans un Enfer de Le Pen

by Aidan Chivers (With my apologies to A.R.) France, in desperation, feels the angry hands Of left and right: Nice and Hebdo stoke the flames But Nature hates a vacuum. The baby Macron stands And joins the fray, refreshing politics’ worn-out games.   A country in sleepless tumult continues to toss and turn As Europe, […]

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Inkwell

by Tom Davy   “There’ll be hell toupee” We joked eight months ago in May While remarking on the putrid tan That could orange the seven seas.   And we were laughing to the end, Drinking and laughing, watching A map become increasingly red in the face. “It’s alright, we only need Florida” With another […]

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Poetry

Worn-Out Words

by Aidan Chivers The cracked pots of consonants lie strewn across the ground, And quiver with the rattle of feeble cliché – Whimpering, they give out a creaky, plaintive sound Battered by tiny tongues forcing their decay.   Colourless vowels fade, hollowed out through overuse: An impotent oblivion of musty, mouldy scents. Antique tapestries unravel; […]

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Poetry

Dusk

by Tom Davy The audience departs. A discerning moon watches them, Watch-checking coated herds Emerge into the street, phones out Like fireflies as they flutter about. There’s a dusk around all of them, Its tusks tucking night’s handiwork Swiftly over chimneys. One of three Compliments the lead, another agrees, The third sneezes abruptly to the […]

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Poetry

Serenity

by Anna Wawrzonkowska serenity in the city of spires, choirs and fires is serenity at the side of the river cold springtide shiver is serenity in the candlelit burning waiting and yearning is serenity where the grief is expected and truth rejected is serenity serenity serenity wordless playwright in mirrors fashioning heroes is serenity where […]

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