What the owl said to me
by Annie Fisher — I blink, therefore I am. / The moon and stars despise your crude chronology. / The skylark’s ecstasy is the sparrowhawk’s breakfast. // If you're scared of the dark, don't sleep in the forest.

by Annie Fisher — I blink, therefore I am. / The moon and stars despise your crude chronology. / The skylark’s ecstasy is the sparrowhawk’s breakfast. // If you're scared of the dark, don't sleep in the forest.

Rob A. Mackenzie reviews Dead Souls by Sam Riviere (Weidenfeld & Nicolson, 2021)

In Conversation: Lorna Dowell talks about her first teachers at school, setting up Poetic Licence, and how creative expression is key to general well-being and mental health

Carl Tomlinson reviews what is near by Kay Syrad (Cinnamon, 2021)

WTAF has been going on with the monthly editorial photos ...

by Paul Stephenson — The entry says it’s homely in style, / double-fronted and two-storied / with gable dormer windows in the roof. / It refers to brick quoins and brick surrounds, / two large chimneys, one either side

Regina Weinert writes in memory of William Bonar (1953-2021)
Photo by Kim Ayres

Hilary Menos reviews Miracle Theatre’s Everyman, adapted by Carol Ann Duffy, at the Princess Pavillion, Falmouth

I got into poetry at school. I remember one hot sweaty day my English teacher saying that kind of weather always made her think of murder ...

I took a fairly predictable teenage route into poetry, discovering Dylan Thomas and falling under his spell ...

I had a succession of very engaging English teachers. For 'A' level, our texts included Robert Lowell and Donne, both of whom I really enjoyed ...

I got into poetry by accident. I remember writing some sort of rhyming thing around the age of five ...
