We are fragmented, Bits of ourselves Float… Away. We are amalgam You, me, she Mixed together Holding each other Together. …
The Sweetest Songs Tell. A poem by Jim Hyde
Death is the sole of every footstep it comes up in the dust, lies on the hills is a haze …
Benediction. A poem by Maureen Curran
I have waited for this poem to come like I have watched for the daffodils, tulips the buds on John …
Loud and Clear. A poem by Caroline Stevens-Taylor
I felt quite sad today, more so than usual, in these unusual times Two NHS nurses died Caring for the …
Endurance. A poem by Michael Durack
Three weeks of social-distancing, self-isolation and talking up our spirit of endurance; Shackleton’s Endurance sailed for forty-five days before coming …