Category Archives: Poetry

Aagash Vadera – The Other Day

THE OTHER DAY So, the other day I walked past a small tree with a small bundle of rags sleeping in the shade some time later, the rags were unmoved bunched up against the bark like cowering children I sometimes see that the fibres fix together like a carcass, half buried in wet earth and …

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Martha O’Brien – No More Bells On New Year’s Eve

No More Bells On New Year’s Eve Those people in the houses 7,6,5,4,3 dropping like flies- we’re stuck in the middle a steady eight, watching the departure lounge. It’s written in the small print when you meet a neighbour with a ticket to go. There’ll be no more smiling in gardens no more books on …

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Martha O’Brien – Shut Up

Shut Up You talk too much, do you know that? Your mouth opens too wide and the words come out faster than they should do- you go on and on until the words run out, there’s only so much you can say, I suppose. It’s a constant stream of unwanted words, I can’t believe you’re …

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Martha O’Brien – You Can’t Write Christmas Cards When You’re Dead

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Dave Attrill – Rock ‘n’ Roll Tumble

ROCK ‘n’ ROLL TUMBLE A Poetry Opera by DAVE ATTRILL Sheffield 1992. The home to a whole music scene that had evolved over the years. Human League, ABC and Heaven 17 were amongst many massive names making their immortal mark on the Steel City map before disappearing into the trenches of obscurity as did their …

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Tim Williams – The Indestructibility of Beauty

The Indestructibility of Beauty As Port Talbot grew From black to grey to green The way it always should have been The indestructibility of beauty All of this not new to me Remember the clothes on washing day That went out white and came in grey But we were all afraid to say Because it …

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Angharad May – Missing You

Missing You My heart aches with a longing for you. As every dull beat murmurs, it pounds heavily in my chest, reverberating ever ponderous. Like the gentle touch of a finger on a glass-surfaced pool, creating a small circle which ripples overwhelmingly, shattering the perfection we had. This shattering is the pain of missing you. …

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Lewis Haubus – In Northern Quarter

In Northern Quarter She orders drinks as if catching words for colours in a butterfly net, and the camera remembers positions of distance. We imagine printed pages care how they are read, your fingernails match your rings, then lose these instances like cigarettes, like cellophane, until they are months. Gin lemonades exist to be counted …

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Laura Shutkever – Modern Day Love Poem

Modern Day Love Poem I know there days, People say romance is deaf And true loud is controlled by Technology and social medic, But to those pessimists amongst you, I pay this. Just because I no longer Have to sick up a pen And won my sweetheart with written words And I can tall to …

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Aagash Vadera – Our Boat

Our Boat Shivering cups line the wood board table in rows, a neat salute to the green underbelly of black-washed print. Two drops crawl to the lip of the tap, are mirrored in thick stars and fall like sequins. A cloud turns: and lines of light let in are dancing off the glass candles, exposing …

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