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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!

Some black and white text (part of the book title) on a red background. For extra 'artistic design' points the text lines are slanted diagonally.
Textured image in charcoal and grey. It's probably tea.
Mom cooks fish
Saturday Morning
Black text on white reads ‘Dead Letters (xi) by Carole Coates’ with a quarter of a yellow Friday Poem blob over the bottom right hand corner.
Some mangoes in a basket, and one loose on some large yellowish rocks
Photo of Katrina standing on the shore. Crab pots are behind her. Photo by Joe Grabham.
Photograph of Katrina walking on a beach wearing a round black hat. (photo Joe Grabham).
Pen and ink slightly washed out picture of a man's face.
Black background covered in a myriad of small white shapes. At first the look like birds, but as one looks more closely they look like small abstract figures on horseback. Or maybe on camels. Who knows?
Woodcuts seem to be very popular as illustrations for poetry book covers. This looks like it is indeed a woodcut (or a clever imposter).Predominantly blue it shows a night scene with a moon and a path leading to a house in the hills.
A Harp So Strung with Rain

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