Poetry

Poetry

It goes on one at a time,
it starts when you care to act,
it starts when you do it again after they said no,
it starts when you say we and know who you mean,
and each day you mean one more.

Marge Piercy

Spirograph: an interview with Pauline Sewards
Monday, 04 January 2021 09:50

Spirograph: an interview with Pauline Sewards

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Fran Lock interviews Pauline Sewards about Spirograph, her latest collection of poems FL: Hi Pauline, thanks so much for agreeing to talk to me about your latest collection of poems, Spirograph. The title poem uses the conceit of the Spirograph Set to explore those moments of 'not quite repetition' in…
The Case of George Nkencho
Saturday, 02 January 2021 14:01

The Case of George Nkencho

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The Case of George Nkencho by Kevin Higgins If this boy had been more prudentlydropped into life on, say, a streetwith trees that throw out their annual yellowto make a welcome parade for the sun;had as childhood neighbours a Circuit Court judge whose front door had no letterbox, a Garda…
Grieving the City
Saturday, 02 January 2021 12:01

Grieving the City

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Fran Lock introduces three poets writing loss in London I no longer recognise this city. I map this city by what is missing. By which I mean, I map this city by what I miss, by whom I miss. There is a species of exile that Edward Said identifies as…
Emmanuel
K2_PUBLISHED_ON Thursday, 24 December 2020 09:31

Emmanuel

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Emmanuel by Fran Lock sometimes the sky fights me. sometimes the dayis a dogful of loss. sometimes the day is a desert,a prolonged and hopeless music. how the heart has timid discipline enough to make you retch,and i should gather in my wan rejoicing, stoneby stick, by feather by stone.…
Christmas 2020. It’s all about the loved ones
K2_PUBLISHED_ON Sunday, 20 December 2020 10:17

Christmas 2020. It’s all about the loved ones

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Christmas 2020. It’s all about the loved ones by Annie McCrae but what about the sick onesthe bullied onesthe just about surviving onesthe unemployed onesthe struggling onesthe can’t cope any longer ones? And what about the lonely onesthe grieving onesthe drowning onesthe exploited onesthe abused onesthe trapped can’t leave ones?…
A Mayan Christmas
K2_PUBLISHED_ON Saturday, 12 December 2020 09:28

A Mayan Christmas

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A Mayan Christmas by Rip Bulkeley Fuck Easter, with just two pathetic deathswhile the third one's Dad fixes an escape.We haven't really done the hecatomb thingsince Nagasaki. Meanwhile the well-fed godsof Mesopotamia and Cambodia have beensneering at us. All right – Vietnam, Iraq,Afghanistan and that piddling Belgrano,but the truest slaughter…
Amnesia of the Asylum-seeker
Friday, 04 December 2020 14:35

Amnesia of the Asylum-seeker

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Amnesia of the Asylum-seeker by Leah Fleetwood Who we were back then, it’s hard to recall:lawyers, actors, fruit-sellers at a stall;street-singers, clerics, or newssheet writers?How were we seen – kowtowers or fighters?Your need to process us is fair and no surprise – to thresh the facts from what you think…
2020
Thursday, 03 December 2020 14:57

2020

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2020 by Tom Hubbard Cardboard covers the flesh in a smitten street,While, immunised from sudden empathy,Flesh covers pasteboard as high chancers greetDank festivals of mediocrity.Their very bodies crust into a mask,And those who hark at them are marionettesOf paper that absorbs, who scarce will ask,And take no thought for future…
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