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Sharon Black

Oh, someday, girl, I don't know when by Sharon Black in black text on white with a big yellow Friday Poem blob over the middle

Oh, someday, girl, I don’t know when

by Sharon Black — The swing-seat is shaded / by hanging rhododendrons / whose leaves and flowers ...
Portion of a book cover. It has a dark red background with parts of the words The and Red shown.

Schist and quartz and sparks of mica

Hilary Menos reviews The Red House by Sharon Black (Drunk Muse Press, 2022)
photo of Sharon, she has dark hair and is smiling

The poet has to have the last word

We talk to Sharon Black, editor of Pindrop Press, about the impact of Brexit, living and writing in two languages, and what’s new with Pindrop
Folio

Folio

by Sharon Black — Hard to tell if these are my words / on wood pulp pressed to paper / or the tree’s own testimony. // Take this fallen leaf. Our veins are  / indistinguishable. They snake and crisscross / under
Two books with mostly white covers. one cover has a blackened rib, the other a small picture of a blue open door

Essential poetry from Wayleave Press

Richie McCaffery reviews two Wayleave Press pamphlets — Rib by Sharon Black and After by Jane Routh

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