by Peter16 | Jan 5, 2020 | FP Slider, morphrog20, poems
September The strewn bales lie – a fleet of barges moored in their stubble harbour – expectant, as though readyat evening, when the slant sun liquefies the landscape, to go bobbing out to sea on golden tides. The equinox glides past unnoticed like a stagehand at...
by Peter16 | Jan 5, 2020 | FP Slider, morphrog20, poems
Everyone knows this is not really about dentistry It’s like the dangling toothour seven-year-old selves were so reluctantto detach completely,putting off that final snap of tissue. We use our tongues to probethe pulpy cavity of loss; then press the obsolescent...
by Peter16 | Jan 5, 2020 | FP Slider, morphrog20, poems
The Covenant My summer fling with the city over, I cherish a final horizon. Arthur’s Seat shrugs its halo of agate brown waterswirled with a jewelled blue-greenover its shoulder,hiding it below a bony hip. ‘Nessun Dorma’ bathes the world from an open car door.It...
by Peter16 | Jan 5, 2020 | FP Slider, morphrog20, poems
You have not bewitched me because a witch commits GBHwith an intent to harm andthere’s a potion brewing processthat lasts several days or even weeks before the upheaval of spiders andthe tongues turned to green eelsthe Casillero del Diablo and the waxy burnand the...
by Peter16 | Dec 29, 2019 | biogs, morphrog20, poems
Many thanks to our contributors for morphrog20. Please click here for their photos. Martin Kay has produced the photographs accompanying the poems. The photograph of Sara Comuzzo is by multi-disciplinary artist Natalia Bondarenko. Please note that copyrights apply....
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