Notes on a gift received in the post

The notes Benito Kobayashi made as he opened an...

This England by William Shakespeare and the sting in its tail.

This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England. The famous speech has a sting in the tail.

Acrostic Poem – Shouting at the past

Benbo Smith uses a double acrostic poem to discuss the loss of hearing and reflects on silence. Can you spot the acrostic pair?

Just a place for me

Just a place for me, a poem about finding space to be one’s self. Benbo Smith captures that longing for the individual space we all covet.

The poetry of Albert Camus Quotes

Through the use of quotes from the works of Albert Camus we discuss the poetry of his writing and his ability to address the human condition.

Flowers of the Arctic Wind

Tamiko Ono's delightful short poem reflects on a moment of joyful togetherness in a cold world.

The Disciple – A prose poem by Oscar Wilde

Oscar Wilde's prose poem about Narcissus. An apt and poignant betrayal of his insecurities?

The Iris and the Moon – A prose poem [Fragment]

The withering triads of despair moved through the veins of the iris that late autumn morning just as the...

Night Shift – A Prose Poem

Arrive at scene after blueing the night. Men and children in fright. Car upended, body suspended. Racing pulse of...

William Shakespeare Sonnet 116

William Shakespeare's Sonnet 116 is our sonnet of the week.

Tired Life Retired – a poem

Benbo Smith captures a sense of Ennui in this short prose poem on the tiredness of the everyday.

The Highlanders a Prose Poem

Hot breath in cold glen air, rising from damp nostrils that flair. Situated on the mound, the stag greets...

Let me lie by the water

Other people lie next to me.They breath uneasy beside thee.Yet I call out with distain,I am still whilst I...

Red Squirrel Poem

Imagine a world, A red squirrel world. It would be the nuts. Just imaging a red squirrel world. Dedicated to the girls from...

River Poem

River, stony river, Stony cold, River, stony bold. By Tamiko Ono


In a stopped moment the air filled with Victorian backwaters and tourists glues.