Month: December 2018

Pauline Kirk – “Memento Mori”

Memento Mori The saints had their reminders: skulls on shelves, bones on bedside tables. We have our tests and scans, appointments ringed in diaries, updates from frightened friends. We would rather live in the Now, but we too need our memento mori, to see more clearly: how elderflower brightens a building site, cow parsley whitens Read More

Ruth Gilchrist- “Shine”

One pale button on a cushion of dark the moon light on your sleeping face Read More

Anne McMaster – Autumn Manuscript

Autumn Manuscript Minims and crotchets of hungry black crows on shorn autumn fields. Rewarding the music of the season as they rise and swoop and fall. Read More

Roy Moller – Climb

Climb The waves approached like a tube train that wouldn’t pass through the station but kept grinding the power rail. Almost as many steps from the beach as the number you’d climb at Covent Garden if all three of the lifts were jammed or you wanted to challenge a hangover. Perhaps could fall from the Read More