Robert Ford

Robert Ford

Snow falling on the ocean   See how from out of the folded arms of the cloud you have descended through, ushering the puzzled cows from the sodden slopes down towards to their byre, it comes spilling, a salt-shake of crystals, into the disappearing belt of visible...
Frank McMahon

Frank McMahon

NIGHT SHIFT   New laundered linen, the duvet crinkling as I slide underneath, the amber glow of the night-light tints the ceiling. Slow, slow   as the day sheds its weights and toils and I rise lighter through solipsistic dreams to the clearing in the wood...
Daniel Bennett

Daniel Bennett

Brutalism Like a long graveyard for each of our unborn futures those dreams we had of taking flight and skimming across city skies of knitting our wide ideals into something commonplace (like popcorn or a Saturday or breakfast or a can of soup), of the monotony of...
ME Muir

ME Muir

AIR II                                        later the heavy burdened air struggles to lift off as the jet stream   pauses lungs lose momentum Celsius hits 40   a gauze of bankrupt breath escapes from runners lined along Victoria Embankment  ...
Hannah Rogers

Hannah Rogers

Scarecrow   You literally remember your childhood as sunny. what is a lover’s childhood? by necessity, it is the imagined past that makes the crucial now. You are convincing me that the parts we are remembering together: the cherries, the straw baskets, the...