The Friday Poem

A poem every Friday

Christopher Arksey

Christopher Arksey looking at the camera. He's wearing glasses and a striped top.

New, hopeful arrangements

Christopher Arksey chooses poems by Philip Larkin, Christopher Reid and U.A. Fanthorpe to take to his desert island
Black text on white reads: 'The Laugh by Christopher Arksey' with the bottom third of a medium sized yellow Friday Poem blob at the top middle edge

The Laugh

by Christopher Arksey — It was like you’d surfaced after a spell / underwater; spent and roused at the same time, / breathless toward the inevitable / big-reveal of your long-delayed punchline. // Then you let fly — the laugh of someone twice