‘Carboniferous cockroach. / Gregarious cockroach.’
‘grief is an animal. we all know that. but which animal / exactly? what kingdom, what family, is it ever a fish?’
‘During the pandemic, birds (along with many insects and wild plants) have landed in my life and poems again.’
‘in iron lignum vitae / wind and leaves / keep memory’
Our most popular poetry of 2020.
‘It was chick peas that kept you alive.’
‘yours is no magic is only wyrm sickness’
‘What you don’t know set / against all you want to know’
‘in the noon dark I miss my landing’
‘You think I like being called Cherry / because your cat’s named Cherry?’
‘Waking, close to morning but still a shuttered, metal dark in the room’ Two poems by Seán Hewitt from Tongues of Fire, shortlisted for the 2020 Sunday Times Young Writer of the Year Award.
‘If I go to the window, / it could easily turn into bullets or rabbits.’
‘The black is coming in from the cold, rolling up the beach walls, looking for light.’ Two poems by Jay Bernard, from their debut collection Surge, shortlisted for the 2020 Young Writer of the Year Award.
‘There is only one of me, she says, / but we all know there are two.’
