It is wonderful to discover unique poetry projects that combine a variety of elements. During the course of my Masters research I came across several such books, including Cynthia Hogue’s book of interview poems on […]
-John Henry dips a toe into the warm waters of the Isis and Cherwell I once found, whilst strolling in Christchurch Meadow, a scrap of cardboard about the size of a playing card, lying discarded […]
I found him on the street: green, like camouflage, I almost overlooked him, among the brown October leaves by the gray sidewalk. One arm raised but the raised arm broken off at the shoulder; whatever […]
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