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Along Third Street South Gilbert is mostly empty and ignorant of my resolutions. This is my first time back since you died and everyone has been prattling on about what would have happened had you not gone down the stairs … Continue reading Melissa Mulvihill
Call Proximity treats us to a full throated Adhanthat fades across town like a child’s echo.For me, similar to opera, it is improved by being in an alien language,where sentimental libretto or prompt to prayer would detract.Instead like bird song, it becomes … Continue reading Fiona Sinclair
My Mother’s Poetry had the structure of housework broadcast each day, except Sunday, in rigid metre, in pinny and scarf. No radio presence interrupted her contemplation of metaphors, her broad sideboard surface the world’s acres covered in … Continue reading Vivien Jones
Replete Replete with the Nile of my teens with the reproaches of Cairo’s mummies that in coffins of glass are encaged for public gaze, with Ra, with Pharaohs’ deities, with St. Catherine’s wheel, with St. Anthony’s monasteries, with Alexandria’s … Continue reading Susie Gharib
Relief Coming down from high Chew Green, my legs stretched, my rucksack back-stuck, I hunger for chips and fresh-baked chicken pie with ice-cold Guinness, as my senses sing of hills and sky. Journey almost done, my feet slip-slide on greasy … Continue reading Ceinwen Haydon
Chicanery’s Bloom A serpentine curve in the road, added by design. Tree trunk from straight to lean, magnificently colored roses grow along the curve of the drive. The turn of events sometimes turns sharp. It’s easy … Continue reading Linda Imbler
Water Rain dripping on the roof, quietlytapping out irregular rhythms,insinuating itself into his thoughts,slowly invading his consciousness. He becomes aware of his surroundings,of the room in which he is sittingand of dawn edging out the darkness,bringing on the start of a new … Continue reading Philip Dunkerley
Frameless from Delft Yes, it was difficult to store,two flights ascending anti-clockwise above Grenhams,the recently retired actuary. The house reeked of peat perennial litwith the Musicians re-roofed their provenancesecured under a gable end window.However, impossible to insure against fire, or theft! By nights candle … Continue reading Terry Doyle
First Week’s WagesAnyone who’s bought property in Star Wars Monopoly knows Bespin Palace is bought through malice to keep Alice dramatic through the snap crackling static. A buzzing fuzz, dye jobs and dust. Tethered lust becomes a must to label coke a growing pain and … Continue reading Harry Dell
Back then 15 in 1997 we would dance all night on a single glass of Coca-Cola jealous of other girls’ endless snogging we would think up queues of popstar boyfriends never saw the real boys ogling – … Continue reading Cecile Bol
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