London Grip

London Grip

I’m extremely pleased to have one of my poems – “Number 44” – included in the Winter 2018 issue of London Grip, and to be in the company of some fine poets in this issue.

My thanks to editor Michael Bartholomew-Biggs for choosing my poem.

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Poems published in Issue #6 of Neologism Poetry Journal

LeanMy thanks to editor Christopher Fields for taking a punt on four of my poems for the latest issue of Neologism Poetry Journal. This issue is – in Christopher’s words – “a little lean”, which I’m guessing could be a reference to the fact that it contains the work of only two poets. Alongside some fine work by Megan Mealor, you can find my wee quartet – Philadelphia Skyline, Your country, Crows and The quietening down – by clicking here.

Image: JimboChan

Four poems published in Southlight #22

I’ve recently received a copy of issue 22 of Southlight Magazine, which contains four of my poems – “Planting Cyclamen”, “Hinterland”, “Flood” and the following homage to the finest roasting potato there is.

Many thanks again to Southlight’s editors John Burns, Vivien Jones and Angus Macmillan for choosing to include my poems in their fantastic magazine.


Arran Victory

 

After the long, silent, underground campaign,

the cut-down stems have all surrendered,

sucked back to ash-coloured paper tubes,

poking like rifle barrels through the mounds of soil.

 

It is October. The exhausted sun struggles

to shoo away the dew, and thinks of elsewhere.

A fork unearths the tubers, purple as new bruises,

shining impossibly like a clutch of alien eggs, but

 

hours later, in the roasting pan, they mellow

back to a prosaic brown, with russet blushes,

salt-crusted crunches around the soft flesh,

that moment of glory brief, but unforgettable.

 

 

4 a.m.

Choked with leaves

4 a.m.

Finally, we fell away and into fractious sleep,
to the sound of rain, gentle as the ebbing
of each dark layer in a long, splintered night.

The heart’s gutters choke with stripped leaves,
damming the torrent of tired, uneasy words.
Another day awaits with nothing free, nothing

resolved, but your familiar breath across my ear
is like the first footsteps taken inside a new temple,
breaking the seal on an overwhelming peace.

 

first published in Poppy Road Review, 2016

Traffic report

Road ahead closed

Traffic report

From here you can see the future
– a free-market version of it –
but not exactly where it ends;
only where the blinking red eyes
of its tail-lights disappear, inching
like hope into the underpass.
Bunched in its sneering wake,
we are all indignant but resigned,
each rehearsing their part in a
symphony of rage. We’ve evolved
to breathe in nitrogen oxides,
metabolize particulate matter.
Somehow, none of us is where
we think we really should be.

first published in Thirteen Myna Birds, 2017

Béchamel Sauce

Bechamel Sauce


Béchamel Sauce

Somewhere within me I rarely choose to visit,
I suspect this is perhaps not going to work, and

she’s insisting it should only ever be made
with all-purpose flour, though I’ve been

coping fine with cornflour, or store-brand
packet mixes for years, and it comes out OK

three, possibly, four times out of seven.
And everything in her kitchen matches like

it was all bought with a flawless shrug
and a customary swipe of the store card.

But then we share uncannily similar tastes
in music – Wagner, Kid Creole – and I like

the way she likes the way I smell, even if
I don’t. I’m rafted to this quaint belief that

if you put the work in, there’s no limit
to the lumps that can’t be smoothed out.

 

first published in Cacti Fur, 2016

Launch event for issue 41 of Brittle Star Magazine at The Barbican, London

BarbicanIssue 41 of Brittle Star magazine is being launched this coming Wednesday, 1st November, at The Barbican in London.

One of my poems, “Inevitably” is appearing in this issue, and I’m really grateful to Brittle Star’s editors Martin Parker and Jacqueline Gabbitas for choosing to include it.

Unfortunately, London is a little far away for me, otherwise I would love to be there! If you’re interested in going to this free event, there are more details here.

The Interpreter’s House

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This week I received a copy of issue 66 of The Interpreter’s House magazine, which – as well as being a lovely thing – contains a poem of mine entitled “Up at Nancy’s”.

It’s amazing to be in the company of so many stellar poets, and I’m very grateful to the editorial team of TIH for choosing to include my poem. Subscriptions to the magazine – as well as copies of individual issues – can be purchased here.

Peeking Cat Anthology 2017 Out Now! — Peeking Cat Poetry Magazine

I’m really grateful to Sam Rose, editor of Peeking Cat Poetry Magazine, for including my poem “Drawing trees” in the  Peeking Cat Anthology 2017. The Anthology is available in a variety of formats, and you can find out how to get hold of a copy by clicking on the link below.

 

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