Denise Saul

…and Asian poets in the UK, organised by Spread the Word. Denise won the 2011 Geoffrey Dearmer Prize for her poem ‘Leaving Abyssinia’. Her pamphlets, White Narcissi (Flipped Eye) and House of…

Eric Berlin

Eric Berlin is a freelance editor living near Syracuse, New York, where he teaches “Ear Training for Poets” and “The Poetics of Prayer” at the Downtown Writers’ Center. He received…

Jeff Skinner

…Nest, Crowsfeet, Clear Poetry, Ground Poetry,  The Open Mouse –  and on a Guernsey bus. He was shortlisted in the 2015 Wells Poetry Competition. He reads with Exeter Poets Uncut….

Above Golden Bay

…to Golden Bay. I did not look for the house on the hill, but made my way down from the cliff-top to the beach where five young kayakers dragged their…

A church on the edge of the world

…by itself near the door, remembering an old knight who fought for a God that was still young. Scuffed with reverence, it makes you think of harsher times, when wool…

‘A’ Level Text

…glimpsed shells like young bones. Gulls shouted common phrases. Words streamed the Breton sky. The air about me foreign, taut, I collected shells of meaning I turn again against my…

Of Mice and Many

…straps onto which I’ve hung. And here’s to the police officer, who when I was illegally     busking outside Westminster Station, approached me and said, ‘Do you know any Neil Young?’…

Megan Beech

…of Cambridge. Her debut collection ‘When I Grow Up I Want to be Mary Beard’ was published by Burning Eye Books in December 2013. Megan was a Young Producer for…

Forgotten

…being taken. (Because I stole the memory away) I remember the joy, The feeling of ecstasy (About what? Two words?) I remember her face, Young and beautiful, As she still…

Calendar Girl

…our young lungs As April teases us with sun-drenched rain and rain-drenched sun. By May we’re certain spring has sprung – It reverberates in the fluffy heads of dandelions And…

Who Am I to Talk?

…the mother who lost all hope and who am I to talk about the young widow with a shovel full of rubble and her single vision of a rising city…

Simon Armitage

…at Portsmouth Polytechnic. He was a post-graduate student at the University of Manchester where his MA thesis concerned the effects of television violence on young offenders. Until 1994 he worked…

Camera Obscura

Eight-year-old sitting in Bramhall’s field, shoes scuffed from kicking a stone, too young for a key but old enough now to walk the short mile back from school. You’ve spied…

Messenger

…were shriven, her eyes the eyesof something fallen, the weight unbearable so we sent her onwards, to beat at the heels of a young god’s sandals, set her away, windward….

The Ghosts of New York Harbor

…as pigeons, dybbuks inhabiting the ambitions of young stars, singers, and sergeants   Roosting in the metropolitan opera house and the attic of the guggenheim Hidden in the coughing, cemented…

The End of Our Journey

…guests Gather at our home, our oasis. Young ones enlightened, Screaming with popcorn souls. Agitated eyes shining with elation. Laying on the rich ceremonial salver Was a cheery lamb. Without…

For the Fallen

…upon our tears. They went with songs to the battle, they were young, Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow. They were staunch to the end against odds…

Swithun Cooper

…Digest, an edible poetry journal, with Chrissy Williams. Swithun was a Poetry Society Young Poet of the Year in 2000 and Commended in the Christopher Tower Poetry Prize in 2004…

The Revelation

…night when you wore that dress that was a chalky halo draped around your chest, their skin so young, a field unsown, a God unphotographed, lost continents from lore –…

Qian Xi Teng

Qian Xi’s first collection They hear salt crystallising was published in 2010 by firstfruitspress. It is an intricate dreamscape where Chinese myths and Western inspirations intertwine with the poet’s personal…

Ellipsis

…say       that nice young man from the kitchen will be here soon       let’s listen out she asks       is it my go       asks       about the blank I tell her it’s a D       her face       a perfect dot-dot-dot you…

Blood Isn’t Thicker Than Success

…his Father at a young age working a hard farm life. He sees hunger. Hunger not for a roast dinner but for an empire. The DNA son looks into his…

Phrase Book

…thought so and yes the pilots say yes they have caught it through the Side-Looking   Airbone Radar, and through the J-Stars. I am expecting a gentleman (a young gentleman,…

Maiden

Their chatter, flashes and flickers of envy she moved, flushed in all her young beauty the illusion would convict her. she awoke alone transient as lightening Hazy sunrise in August…

Gina Wilson

Gina Wilson is a poet and novelist for young adults and children, and has been shortlisted for the Carnegie Medal, the Kurt Maschler Award, the Smarties Prize and the Bisto Book…

Growing a Tree: Five Songs

…on my heart. I am beginning to understand. A little boy comes to talk to me But my memory… What was his name? I like the way the calm young

Wedding Quilt

…negligible.   Twenty years on, where hems have softened, stitches still bind cleanly, show only the slightest fray.   There’s a snapshot of the young quilt when I fold back…

A World Elsewhere

1 The Visit There were barns, paddocks, young fruit trees coquetting in the rain and thrum of wind. It blew so hard the awning of the outside love-seat split a…

Modern Classics

A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. Painting suggests James Joyce’s bizarre fixation with Wilde’s ‘Dorian Gray’. The Catcher in the Rye. Cricket player’s remains discovered in J.D….

The Bemusement Arcade

…know they’ll hardly fall. That’s how time was when I was young: a negligible pressure. I’d wake each day to find my heap of time as good as undiminished. So…

Decorating the Tree

…     Wreaths of mist, twisting, rising.      We bring you time, come and gone. I am ancient and always young And I speak with countless tongues. Your Tree…

Fine dark stripe

(John Torrington 1825 – 1846) If I were young         and a man and                 square shouldered enough I’d choose…

Lifting the Lid

…the corpuscles see-saw and sink, Silt in the veins. The nurse has battened down The long-sighted eyes that made him a pilot, too young For the navy in a war…

‘Las Meninas’ Includes the Artist

He placed us carefully as peaches in a bowl of fruit,we stood where he had marked the floor with chalk; except for the infanta, too young to understand how not…

Rupert Brooke

…died of blood poisoning from an infected mosquito bite while travelling to Gallipoli in April 1915. Once described as “the handsomest young man in England”, after his death Brooke became…

Ghazal : Sister

…johns were done to live, for money – not bold, Sister.   But on dark winter’s nights she’d fight for young queens to be brought in off the roads, Sister….

The Old Vicarage, Grantchester

…damn! I know it! and I know How the May fields all golden show, And when the day is young and sweet, Gild gloriously the bare feet That run to…

Adele Geras

Adele Geras is an award-winning writer for young children and adults. Her prizes for poetry include the HH Wingate Jewish Quarterly Poetry Award and the Smith/Doorstop Poetry Pamphlet Award jointly…

Ian McMillan

…Man (Smokestack, 2014) is a collaboration with cartoonist Tony Husband which tells the story of a young Yorkshire lad caught up in the terrible slaughter of the First World War….

News Reel of Embarkation

…on your way to the war For your mothers won’t laugh at the sound of the guns And the tales of the filth and the gore. Smile and joke young

Running Through Crowds

…I was too ‘refined’ to run through when I was young. He said I could watch the eras shed their skins, and I longed to shed mine. We hung it…

Joelle Taylor

…In 2001, Joelle founded SLAMbassadors UK, the national youth slam championships, and she continues as the programme’s Artistic Director, working with thousands of young people across the UK every year….

from 1001 Winters

…spring sun in his eyes and for you young lady… he said slowly and took from somewhere next to the door where there might have been a bin and a…

The Living Air

…found just round the corner in the bark of white young trees like the flicker of a flap that you forgot of an old bed blanket breathing quick, dust, dust…

The best chairs

Tugged out of true until the stitches burst, the chairs we kept for pub talk: the Blair wars, our young friends debunking freedom’s many enemies that plonked themselves in every…

Overreaching

…Soon the banners rose again, the bells proclaiming loud, That the sovereign’s bride was young and fresh, a virgin still and proud. But though the teenage Queen had vowed to…

Juliet on water

a breath, and the notes fall on dark water, hesitant at first, but then sailing, like pale adjacent bodies rising on the blue hips of a  young girl. I think…

Songster

She was a small singing bird, a young wren you caught in your hand and felt her heartbeat. You chose two rings, one for her foot and then one for…

The Full Indian Rope Trick

…I did it, Guildhall Square, noon, in front of everyone. There were walls, bells, passers-by; then a rope, thrown, caught by the sky and me, young, up and away, goodbye….

A Shooting Script 1987

…as if it is all over – tracking shots of a mosque, the muezzin stands for the call to prayer, sings over the young interfaith couple washing off their hands….

The Book

…to children. They determine a horse’s age by its teeth, the age of pains – by their scars. And yet I’m still very young. Here – and it must be…

Tango

“You’re young, so full of self, and that’s why you dance like you’re speed-dating; you’re a moving monologue, uninterruptable; but on the floor you must move like a marriage, maybe…

Waterlights

According to the legend of the White Snake, Bai Suzhen (the white snake which turned into an immortal woman) bought a green snake which she turned into a young girl….

Akhmatova in the Borscht

…popular when I was young,” she told me, hands fumbling with the knife. “I couldn’t read much of her before I left Russia because they called her anti-Stalin, but I…

Then in the twentieth century

…against punch lines, and lost in stages all of my upper teeth. Peter Sutcliffe in 1987 confessed to thirteen murders, when I was young we had no television, but we…

In my black hat

…the woman you see sitting in the corner stiffly, slow-speaking, preferring her own company. I am that young student, head on one side, in a black hat, in love with…

Why I Won’t Run Away to Join the Circus

…underpants spotlit for all to see – that takes a kind of doomed romance or barmy bravery. See the dancing brown bear man inside the small prefab? When young he…

Golowan

…drinkers, beyond the thudding of the band a Madonna creates her own space. People keep away where a young girl nurses her baby, sitting on the curb in Chapel Street….

Reduced

…to nothing more than bone. An older man takes his share, and gives it to the young, choosing their life over his own. Perhaps if we turn them to ash….

Somebody’s Husband

…being dead – which I couldn’t, I’d be happy to think that some young woman with a penchant for the past had found my locket in the showcase reserved for…

Jay Bernard

…of 1981 where 14 young black people lost their lives. Surge: Side A was produced by Speaking Volumes and performed at the Roundhouse as part of The Last Word Festival…