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March 9, 2022

Tether and Tender

A poem by MADDY KING. You. With Fingers tracing the outlines of my frame barely there. Black. The Hairs on your arm The webs you..
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February 10, 2022

Between the Mountains and I

A poem by ARTEMIS BABAZADEH-GITIFOROZ.    I.  Prelude There are cascades joining  me  and the  mountains. Cascades of beating                      streets,  homes,                                      silhouettes of restless                     men..
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November 4, 2021

Review: Vanara: The Legend

ZOSIA KIBAŁO reviews Vanara: The Legend at the Hackney Empire, exploring its message of unity and togetherness. Forest sounds echoed from the stage as I..
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October 4, 2021

Hyper-aware

A poem by MANASVINI MONI.   ‘A speck in the universe’ ‘A particle of dust’                    ..
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August 12, 2021

No More

A poem by FRANCESCA KURLANSKY.    One morning You looked at the space in between, Reading in the silence The words I was forced not..
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August 4, 2021

You never knew the harbour

A poem by GEORGE DENNIS.   All is sparrows, and they sing where the fishermen once toiled. Archipelagos of lichen All across the harbour walls,..
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June 1, 2021

toll road

A poem by ARIANA RAZAVI.   She was so small, folded up in her fear. A familiar unknown. Silent tears and longing stares out of..
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May 27, 2021

Room

A poem by RUTH FOLORUNSO.   In this room, I… eat, sleep, think, watch dream, wash, clean sigh, cry, starve.   Right now, I am..
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May 9, 2021

Cherry-Plum Blossom

A poem by GEORGE DENNIS.   The radio still mutters through the open window, we should have stayed to hear her speak one last time,..
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April 26, 2021

A Study

A poem by GEORGE DENNIS.   I know the kingfisher is only a blue brushstroke on the river’s surface, A widowed swan knows also. The..
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April 19, 2021

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A poem by HELENA BOGNER. the self to me is made of lines lines performing relations, composing connections always in movement, I see lines and..
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April 5, 2021

soliloquy (from a studio flat, as days pass and I try to grasp at feelings)

A poem by ARIANA RAZAVI.   studio flat: two hands grasp at any feeling of life, any sliver of light that enters. often the only..
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