The Friday Poem

A poem every Friday

The Friday Poem

Welcome to The Friday Poem Archive. During 2021 – 2024 we published original poems, reviews of poetry collections & pamphlets, and features about poetry, here on this site. There are more than 700 posts for you to browse – this page displays a random selection, refresh the page for more, or you can use the Search function or do an Archive search, both top right, if you know what you’re looking for. Now The Friday Poem posts on Substack – come and take a look. You can subscribe, also top right, or via our Substack – if you do, you’ll get a post in your inbox on most Friday mornings ready for you to enjoy with your mid-morning beverage. Keep on poeting, poets!

A close up showing two torn pieces of pink paper with slightly burnt edges.
Old black and white picture of Billy Childish and Tracey Erin from the back cover of Childish's Zine 'Prity Thing'.
Lorna with short gray hair, she is wearing glasses.
Part of a painting showing the inside of a house and a long corridor. The lighting suggests it could be evening.
Part of the words "Many Professional Wrestlers Never Retire" in white italic script font on a purple background.
Houses of the poets
Poetry books on a bookshelf, at least forty of them. I am not going to list them all here, but many appear in the article.
Stewart Sanderson standing in a field in front of the Cheviots. He is smiling.. well, why not? It looks like a great place.
Black and white photograph of Edgar Allan Poe. He looks intently at the camera.
Part of a slightly abstract painting showing (I think) a mirror (or window), a blue door, and some red vertical lines that could be curtains ... or a draped scarf ... or something.
A black and white beetle seen from above on white textured paper.
Avid alt text readers will notice that sometimes I am at a loss to pull meaning from a bewildering array of abstract book covers, this one is more figurative in nature, though not entirely clear. It appears to be painting of a crystal fruit bowl with what looks like an explosion of silhouetted grapes ... or cherries ... fruit anyway ... or maybe berries.