Song of Praise
Poet Jeremy Keighley on his teenage years in Derbyshire.
Dulcimer Chimes
by Jeremy Keighley In a white wood room I wrote my name on the wing of a tiny bird made daisy chains in summer fields lit a candle in a hurricane drank warm ale in a pub blue with cigarette smoke and language to see you barefoot in lace a sardonic Ophelia...
Turquoise Eyes
by Jeremy Keighley A Finnish girl with Turquoise eyes is the only journal entry I can remember from leaving England all those years ago. Brown, muddy river oil flats, fields drift away from us now. The boat takes me downstream, goodbye England beery toasts and photos,...
Equisetum
By Catriona Black Horsetail, I am you. Equisetum, rooted deep. Hier heermoes, biorag an siud: travelling rhizomes. Paardenstaart, I am you. Living fossil, artifact. Ik hoor hier, agus thall, botanical migrant. Cuilg sruth-eich, I am you. Paleozoic...
The Failing of My Heart – Nâzım Hikmet
Nâzım Hikmet (1902-1963) was a Turkish poet for whom the idea of home was a poignant one. An idealist and revolutionary living in a turbulent time, he spent much of his life in exile or in prison, and many of his poems are redolent of loss and longing. Although...
Mirror Poem
By Alexia Martha Symvoulidou I remember my childhood June / my birthday month Peaches rinsed in the Mediterranean Wheatish complexion colored by the sun Sticky watermelon juices Nap in the shadow of pine trees and tamarisks Long mountain excursions by car Long summer...
Ends Again
Poem by Joey Anderson The time, drawing closer; The page, turning over; The tide, flowing out; The dying of the clover. Ends and ends and ends again Hours slither past, then days, then weeks, The trappings of memories long gone. The time is coming, it always comes,...
