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ONE HAND CLAPPING


Rachel Burns: a poem
Friday night pub crawl in winter Snowflakes fall from the sieve of the sky like sugar, catching on the tongue and melting in an instant....


Stephen Boyce: two poems
Gall On the dog-rose a robin's pincushion is Christmas crimson, the pupal gall wasps hunkered down to overwinter, each in its own mossy...


Elodie Rose Barnes: a poem
Christmas on Orion Tell me a story. A story from long ago. It's difficult, no longer having the words for Yule log, mistletoe, bauble...


Steve Shepherd: a poem
christmas with haya that year the oldest was away, her boyfriend was in china teaching english so they decided to celebrate in hong kong....


Agnes Marton: a poem
We Feel At Home While Running Huskies in Svalbard Husky choir: Adolfbukta, Anitavika, Alkenebbet, Angelinberget, Arrdalen, Arielhamaren,...


Pascale Petit: a poem
Picture by Brian Fraser Pâté de Foie Gras I'm trying to distract her, my younger self, the daughter eating a slice, her body shivering....


Nkateko Masinga: a poem
Jilted Belle after Nina Simone you've given me no choice / but to join a coven for the complimentary book of spells / show up unwanted at...


Claire Hughes: a poem
Do They Know After a rendition of Do They Know It’s Christmas, a third mince pie and one last Quality Street, I make the children rest;...


Jennifer A. McGowan: a poem
Mole The Christmas chatter shudders slowly to a halt. A fox has come out of the woods. Like everything here, its core is granite. It's...


Finola Scott: a poem
Merry Matrioshka The Big Wheel stirs the stars carnival crowds shriek and you cradle your bump in the bright bauble of your belly cells...


Nicola Nathan: a poem
Nicola Nathan writes: "Channuka", a Jewish festival which often falls in December, means "rededication". In 160 BC, the Jews, led by the...


Katie Donovan: a poem
In a Perfect World I'd rather my old cherry with her white earrings let herself flourish, instead of drying out so her sap feeds...


Mary Ford Neal: a poem
Dawning They stir, begin to gather up their clothes. Morning leaks in where curtains fail to meet. He leaves, releasing monsters as he...


Stephen Boyce: a poem
Recovery I have walked among fighting dogs and lions to get where I am. I have consorted with herons, with pelicans. I am speaking with...


Alison Lock: a poem
Thrift She is running, skipping towards the granite headland where a mighty fall of rock is the only boundary between land and ocean – a...


Steve Shepherd: a poem
slow riot beckett's last room spoke of his sense of self. bed, chair and desk shoes paired against the wall three books (one a...


Susan Darlington: a poem
Dry Velvet The seed germinated where the stag fell. Its tree grew too fast – too close to heaven – and it was punished for its pride. In...


Siân Thomas: a poem
Harvest They've baled the hay in the meadow on the hill. On Wednesday I noticed a tractor kicking up a cloud. There's a pigeon pulling at...


Patrick Roberts: a poem
Cordelia The oiled turn to the wave had hidden from the spray Out across the bay no dark has silenced gull nor swell Closer in...


Amy Soricelli: a poem
Pillow Talk The couple in the next apartment is not sleeping on their sides. They are flat on their backs looking at their fingers in the...


Elizabeth Pierson: a poem
Twisted after i visit my father my shoes squeak lolita lolita lolita; walking across town makes the town into manga lines, the people...


Cliff Yates: a poem
Temple Street (i.m. Roy Fisher) On Temple Street, a lad with no shoes in grey socks hands over a lighted cigarette without stopping or...


Martin Hughes: a poem
The Giacometti Method There's never an answer one would expect From you, the mark of what you say Is that it emerges plain and unchecked...


Sue Spiers: a poem
Strange Brew When she wasn't working, which was often, she'd make gifts for birthdays and Christmas. Jewellery; beads and silver wire...
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