by Tessel Gast Sometimes I think about when I was still at sekolah, and was still considered to be good in het Engels. English as a foreign language, that is; an addition, rather than something all-consuming. To be limited to 그냥 one language by the very nature of my degree is to ignore not only […]
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by Mark van Eykenhof Dear all, Just a friendly reminder to submit to the poor print. This is an example of a great former submission. This is where you can submit your own. The theme is ‘recurrence’ which I’ve opted to ignore and you can too if you want. Brownie points if not. It’s open […]
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by Kiana de Bellaigue de Bughas There once was a provost called NeilWho had a particular feelFor pancakes to flipWithout having a tripAcross the first quad of Oriel. There once was a provost called NeilOn Shrove Tuesday, needing a meal,He fell on some batterAnd went down with a splatter Across the first quad of Oriel. […]
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by Kilian King Scene 6 Nat comes in, fusses around the space a bit, is careful not to engage with Gordon. She sits down and demonstratively reads her big Bruegel book. There is a cup of tea on the coffee table in front of it. She looks at it. GORDON: It’s tea.NAT: I can see […]
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by Elisabeth Rees The great burning orb; violent, smoky sky;A beautiful face; gallant victory;Force of passion; life’s widespread mystery;Scorching fire!; civilisations that die;Kings anew; Romance; holy perfection;Grand splendour in ruin; promise of lands;Smallness; sublimity; working hands;Machinery; atomic destruction: All these inspiration to the ancients,Or near-moderns: creation pure, guileless. And lucky us! For we know it […]
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by Mark van Eykenhof
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by Peter Webster I keep having it where I think I’ve had a dream during the dream and then I wake up and I don’t think I’ve ever had that dream before.
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A PDF of the print version of Issue #107 – Recurrence – can be downloaded here.
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by Jiaxi Jesse He In high school, I’d make a pilgrimage to the Dallas Museum of Art every month. On those Saturdays, I rose early, timing the hour-long train ride to arrive just as the museum opens. I’d cut past the Basquiat, Church’s Icebergs, and the infinitely Instagram-able Monets—a line already forming—until I arrived at […]
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by Elisabeth Rees Warm radiance of mutual brilliance,My woollen jumper speaks no tales of fancy.Cup of tea, your eyes on me are chancy.Is the code of Winter youth dalliance?Snow of the earth, limitless before me,Laughing, surfeited on wine drunk spicy,As we, winded, kneel on a shrine icy,And I ask only that you adore me. Glacial […]
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by Flora Molnar Humour me: can we go back to a time Where I, as Me, rhyme(s) always with Thee, And Mine has, likewise, only short length to go To become Thine – t’is possible? Perchance Only with Art.
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Drawing by Claudia Hutuleac
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by Evangeline LaFond If you had given me the choice at the end of Trinity term last year, I would gladly have eaten a whole handful of live wasps in exchange for never again having to go through the pain of Microsoft Authenticator’s two-factor authentication. As of Sunday of 0th week this Michaelmas, however, my […]
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by Mark Have you ever held a guitar?Felt the rounding deft of its bodyNoticed its lacquerNoticed it’s incompleteHave you followed it down the fretsand found undone its tonesunearthed the tone switchconfounded by the tone switchHave you ever visited Ensenada where she was madetried to make one yourself. WellIt’s gritty and difficult and challengingand grittylike welding […]
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by Taylor Gray Moore You’re breath finally breathed;the soft call of farawaybirds; a hum of whaleslost in brethren contours ofthe sea. You’re free like deer are free;like snow blowing over pavementis free. Unlike how we are free:as wanderers along the freewaybetween one sea and anotherare free. I live along your suggestionof a current:my feet slip […]
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by Hannah Bridgland On Saturday the 22nd of November, we wrapped the short film ‘Freshers’ made with OxfordUniversity Filmmaking Foundation! A script written by a former student was developed bymyself, alongside the director, producer, and my co-cinematographer, starting around 6months ago. The film tells the story of an Oxford student’s freshers’ week, before we join […]
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by Anastasia Brown When I was little, my family had a chunky black digital camera that we took on every trip. My mom was a liberal picture-taker, and we all knew we wouldn’t leave any vacation without at least a few dozen options for the Christmas card. Sometimes, if I spotted something particularly interesting from […]
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A PDF of the print version of Issue #106 – Apricity – can be downloaded here.
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The Poor Print 