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Toboggan Run
Fiona Benson
‘What would I give / to be one of those swimmers in all this snow, / swallowed by the cold and the night’s strange radiance?’
Opening Invocation
Jean-Paul de Dadelsen
‘Or otherwise, leaving the shore of the intermediate sea, / has it been a while since they’ve gone ahead / into the interior of lands of the spirit?’
Two Poems
John Balaban
‘Her mother planted a garden in Manhattan. / In that garden is a tree. Some look on it and feel restored. / Others, when the wind lifts its leaves, want to scream.’
A Cloudless Sky
Michael Dickman
‘A cloudless sky and I’m back / an ice-cold sky-blue rag / for my eyes’
Two Poems
Eric Anderson
‘Wanting to get it all in, like / Xerxes tipping his army’s arrows / with saltpeter / so to ignite the Grecian sky.’
Postscript
John Burnside
'the trees / are slender in the way that things / are almost, though not quite / absent'
The Lady and the Skull
Angela Carter
‘I believed I had defined the problem. / With which the picked skull had presented me.’
Two Poems
Niall Campbell
‘And so, last night, so cold, I listened to / the floorboards warp in the unwelcome heat.’
Two Poems
Kaddy Benyon
‘Sometimes I am so afraid my envy / will hack at your figs, strawberries, / or full-bellied beans, I dig my fists / into my pockets and nip myself.’