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A Pinch of Salt

Andrea Brady

‘When we’re close to weaning / ourselves history gives us its reasons / to return’

A Sharing Economy

Karen Solie

‘The Paying Guest rises in the middle of the night / to turn off the radio where no radio exists’

a style

Dara Wier

‘a style says conviction in indifference / conviction in style’

After Ann Lauterbach

Emily Critchley

‘The piano eyes me / from its corner – / colluding with the past’

Assuming the Habits of the Day and Night

Vahni Capildeo

‘my every day is a being in of being / a mixity of worlds’

Calorific

John Kinsella

‘They are superbly and viscerally unreal / and I feel their living drive’

crown

Danez Smith

‘the boy claps me between / his hands & i break apart like glitter’

Essay

Gary Barwin

‘the heart is an ocean-sized drum / a rat-sized jellyfish’

Fourth Person Singular

Nuar Alsadir

‘The wet in the air is like signal anxiety: life is about to / change.’

Golgotha

Benoit Jutras

‘Our nation is a spell of nerves and gas. We say yes to monsters, to elegies etched in our palms.’ Translated by Daniel Canty.

Hymen Elegy

Safiya Sinclair

‘Dammed my wet scream around those verbs / for a violence.’

Judges

Natalie Eilbert

‘I was thick dough when you ran us away. I never / knew you.’

Mars is a Stupid Planet

Matthew Rohrer

‘Even astronauts describe / our air as thick enough to slice / and spread on toast for breakfast.’

Maureen N. McLane in Conversation

Maureen N. McLane & Rachael Allen

Granta’s poetry editor Rachael Allen talks to Maureen N. McLane about ecology, lyric authority, and balancing poetry with criticism.

Nobody Represents Me

Zeyar Lynn

‘Do I have the heart to drink a glass of cool Coke?’

Portrayal: A Double Portrait

Edward Doegar

‘You can’t control your face / The Empire has over-reached / Expressions // Have become flags’

Relinquish

Kazim Ali

‘I haven’t learned very much in my life, I’ve just become a more / Choreographed disaster’

Song for Goliath

Kim Fu

‘I see them as a needlepoint sampler, / flowing script that reads: everyone suffers.’

The Blue Clerk

Dionne Brand

‘Now you are sounding like me, the clerk says. I am you, the author says.’

The Passing of the Contemplative Life

D. Ptryrczwz

‘she was not among those / I’d expected I might meet’

The Remains of the Day

Emily Berry

‘I am lying in the foetal position on a beach in the east of England.’

The Republic of Motherhood

Liz Berry

‘a cardigan / soft as a creature, smelling of birth and milk’ – New poetry from Liz Berry.

Three Poems

James Byrne

‘Another kind of people hobgoblins / the minds of little men.’

Three Poems

Kim Kyung Ju

‘Underneath the leaves that stack my upper lip / the reindeer do not share their love.’ Translated from the Korean by Jake Levine.

Three Poems

Karen McCarthy Woolf

‘May it not be / that they owe their fleshiness / to the cumulative effect?’

Three Poems

Sylvia Legris

‘By the dog the minced oaths, / the god-wounds, the solemnly / declared chronical maladies.’

Two Poems

Vahni Capildeo

‘Fingers twirl / composite stems whose colour / twist rock-candies, snake-ladders / precious yellow, less-rare green.’

Two Poems

Pascale Petit

‘His sheets smell of formalin. / She feels as if her insides // are outside her, in a freezer.’

Two Poems

Zeyar Lynn

‘Our errors evolved into nature.’ Translated from the Burmese by ko ko thett.

Two Poems

Natalie Shapero

‘If I had no money for every time / I saw a stock photo of an empty / pocket being pulled inside-out, I’d / have no money.’

Two Poems

Jillian Weise

‘You want to get married? / We could die here // for lack of light’

Two Poems

Dara Wier

‘here we come / with our living // fruit baskets and / soon to wilt white flowers’

Two Poems

Anne Michaels

‘I told you how the bison woke / the earth / I knew you were listening’

Two Poems

Gary Barwin

‘it’s philosophy / coming from everyone at once // like a ballgown worn by the sky’

Two Poems

Karen Solie

‘Profit / unites great distances, yet its heart / beats inside us’