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

Monday, 06 September 2021 09:37

My body is not your soapbox

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My body is not your soapbox by Cheryl Vail you are not the arbiter of my curve appealthe constable ticketing the lack of a gap between thighsor the angle of sharp elbows my orifices are not your sink holesyou’re not the border agent stationed at my labia you’re not the…
The Neo-colonialist Dreams
Sunday, 29 August 2021 21:42

The Neo-colonialist Dreams

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The Neo-colonialist Dreams by Kevin Higgins Of moving the horn of Africa to the same time zone as Wisconsin. Of teaching Somalishow to properly appreciate cheese.Of surgeons named Nathaniel or Chadoffering the women of Kandaharthe right to choose for themselvesa different face for every occasion. The inalienable right to drive…
Slave Trade, by George Morland
Sunday, 15 August 2021 13:21

Black Rapunzel

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Black Rapunzel by Jenny Mitchell Family gathers in these plaits,each parting like a grave for people forced to work the cane, colour of my scalp,sun beating on their crowns. I’ll twist the strands into a rope, de-colonising hair, a diaspora wending back to help the ones in chains escape the…
Take the Step
K2_PUBLISHED_ON Thursday, 05 August 2021 08:02

Take the Step

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Take the Step by Yanis Iqbal Tremblingly and caressingly, The sun spins a thread of morning From the depths and dregs of yesterday’s night, Aware that nothing has changed - Wan emptiness of hunger and misery continue to aboundMillstones of money keep crushing the wheat of humanity into powders of…
Labouring the point - a colonial question
K2_PUBLISHED_ON Thursday, 22 July 2021 08:43

Labouring the point - a colonial question

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Labouring the point - a colonial question by Alexis Lykiard The endless, questionable anti-Semitism fussIs media-stoked to fool the credulous and hoodwink us –All those presuming to deplore, or even criticise,The fact that stolen acres are annexed by Israel. Much of the so-called Promised Land’s a living hellFor its original…
I keep forgetting that I live in London
K2_PUBLISHED_ON Tuesday, 20 July 2021 10:51

I keep forgetting that I live in London

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I keep forgetting that I live in London by Robert Yates the clientele abusing the computers in the library consist of:hyperactive schoolkids for whom this is a social centreonce in a green moon they are asked to be quieta dotty old bat who can’t enter data without mutteringa convulsant jerk…
Apricot Sun
K2_PUBLISHED_ON Monday, 12 July 2021 08:09

Apricot Sun

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Trisha Heaney’s poems are sincere, authentic and true. Her polemical pieces show no pity for the pitiless, combining outrage and insight, but the political is often potently personal, whether the focus is on the communitarian solidarity experienced growing up on a Glasgow housing scheme, or on the sense of belonging…
Summer Poetry Round-Up
Friday, 09 July 2021 16:27

Summer Poetry Round-Up

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Fran Lock reviews some recent poetry collections Ox, by Martin Hayes (Knives Forks And Spoons Press) It has been written elsewhere that Ox marks something of a departure for Martin Hayes, who is perhaps best known as an outspoken poetic witness to the multiple indignities and oppressions of our cruel…
Unsuitability
Tuesday, 29 June 2021 11:03

Unsuitability

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Unsuitability by Edward Mackinnon There’s a suit that hangs in a wardrobeAnd used to be worn in courtWith a wig and a gown made of silk,All of the forensic sort. Crafted from a lightweight fabric,Plain-woven and wrinkle-prone,Fit for a judge’s funeral,Patternless and monotone. The lining might be syntheticThough that can’t…
Visibility and Voice: C+nto, by Joelle Taylor 
Tuesday, 29 June 2021 07:53

Visibility and Voice: C+nto, by Joelle Taylor 

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Fran Lock reviews C+nto, by Joelle Taylor When I talk about Joelle Taylor as a “wordsmith” I do not choose the epithet idly. Having read with Taylor numerous times, I have been fortunate enough to hear several of the poems in C+nto during the formative phases of their development, and…
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