“Rawlins’s powerful sonnet sequence of ‘imagined history’ is a fitting tribute to Chatterton’s forged fictions.”
Category: Poetry & Fiction
[Poetry] — John Grey
“You could call this chemistry./
But I prefer geography,/rivers that flow together,/form this cozy delta.”
[Poetry] — Luigi Coppola
“The opening of the future coffin
led almost instantly to a tug
of war over tender meat”
[Fiction] Never Let Me Go, Osaka Babe Ruth — Mark Halpern
“I miss the tastes, smells and sounds of Greek restaurants. Let’s open one ourselves. Maybe a chain. Maybe we’ll get rich. For sure, we’ll be doing the people of Japan a great favour.”
[Fiction] Varii Graffiti – Michael Paul Hogan
“One night I drained off another glass, two glasses, three, and unbuttoned my trousers and urinated over a canvas of snow-layered slate, a quotation from Rimbaud
J’AI SEUL LA CLEF DE CETTE PARADE SAUVAGE”
[Fiction] Espalier’s Song — Jack Barker-Clark
“I am a fruit tree but it has not always been this way.”
[Review] The Inner Showreel: Love, anti-travel and the distillation of experience in Nick Power’s Bright Angel Proof – James McLoughlin
“Rather than the transience with which so much social media wanderlust is imbued, this collection seeks – and finds – a more permanent imprint of place, and that imprint is inevitably to be found just out of frame, where the everyday unfolds, lives are lived and all the tumult of survival rages”
[Review] The Year in Books 2021 – James McLoughlin
“As always, reading gives us the chance to escape, to imagine different worlds with exciting possibilities. Or sometimes it simply reflects the extant world back at us from an angle we have never seen ourselves. Either way, when you spend 99% of your time within the same four walls, reading is simply a way to avoid going postal.”
[Fiction] Reaping — Hannah Storm
“Now their talk is snatched sentences, words harvested by years. He wants to tell her how beautiful she is, that she should not hide as if she was ashamed of what once made her fly. She wants to tell him she has never forgotten the way he made her feel.”
[Poetry] — DS Maolalai
“a bird lands a moment/on the windowsill./makes footprints in thick/
fallen light.”
[Poetry] — William Thompson
“My father leads me through the geometry/of ploughed fields gone hard after a fortnight/of heat”
[Poetry] — Yasna Bozhkova
“Observe/the winter sea staged perfectly/in all possible hues of white”
[Fiction] The Watchman — Jake Trelease
“At the kitchen window of an upstairs flat, there is a watchman.”
[Fiction] David Baddiel — George Aird
“I watched it move across the garden, emerging out of grass that hadn’t been touched since Sam moved out.”
[Poetry] — Nora Doorley
“At the apex of joined forewings/Is an exaltation.”
[Review] Slaughter by Rosanna Hildyard — Daunish Negargar
“Hildyard brings a nuanced perspective to both the realities of farming in the United Kingdom and female sexuality, as contradictions are not skimmed over, or resolved, but rather relished and dissected like a bloody carcass throughout this dark tale”
[Poetry] Moment in Landscape no. 3 — Georgina Watson
“In this moment,/Looking at the photograph,/I am in the same position now as I was then.”
Published in partnership with Everything Forever, organised by Contemporary Art Practice at the Royal College of Art.
[Fiction] Seven Sentences from Seven Horses: A Performance on Page — Jennifer McMillan
“We are a fairground ride, am I the only one who knows, who has realised that all we do is go round and round?”
Published in partnership with Everything Forever, organised by Contemporary Art Practice at the Royal College of Art.
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