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Two poems

Madeleine Stack

‘I won her with my grief first / a mess of steaming entrails, enticing / with its gloss.’

Two poems by Madeleine Stack.

Four Poems

Phoebe Power

‘They queue up to pass, lap / like waves beside her, to receive the darshan / from her one, black eye.’

Poetry by Phoebe Power.

Two Poems

Daniel D’Angelo

‘Joy, you know, is murky like melancholy.’

Poetry by Daniel D’Angelo.

Two Poems

Lisa Fishman

‘That the speakers be not named, nor remembered.’

Two poems by Lisa Fishman.

Great North Wood

Jonathan Skinner

‘the woods are vocal / with no single refrain’

Poetry by Jonathan Skinner.

[harbour doubts]

Bebe Ashley

‘I don’t want to lie to you but I don’t want to tell you the truth either.’

Poetry by Bebe Ashley.

Animal Rescue

Martha Sprackland

Will it die? he asks.’

A poem by Martha Sprackland.

Strange Beach

Oluwaseun Olayiwola

‘Worth. It circles around you – / the increasing gap between the surface’

A poem by Oluwaseun Olayiwola.

More Night

Oluwaseun Olayiwola

‘Immeasurable beauty / is immeasurable precisely / until it’s gone –’

A poem by Oluwaseun Olayiwola.

Two Poems

Mary Jean Chan

‘Can I be myself now? I ask / my parents in a dream.’

Two poems from Mary Jean Chan’s collection Bright Fear.

The Pink Plastic Glove

Dolors Miquel

‘A pink plastic glove arrives, I say hello, pink plastic glove, you’ve arrived.’

Poetry by Dolors Miquel, translated by Peter Bush.

Three Poems

Elvis Bego

‘you notice / that some‬ of these men / are full of passionate music / while others pain your ears’

Poetry by Elvis Bego.

Two Poems

Mark Waldron

‘Something good leaks out of the world / Something bad leaks in’

Poetry by Mark Waldron.

Two Poems

Rae Armantrout

‘Sleep is my boyfriend, / my mother, my boss.’

Two poems by Rae Armantrout.