Guest editor call out for submissions!

Please welcome our second of three guest editors, Degna Stone! Degna Stone is a published poet who has twice received New Writing North awards, and a founder editor at acclaimed poetry journal Butcher’s Dog. She works as an Enabler for the Slate Consortia project, developing routes into creative arts and theatre for BMER artists. She … Continue reading Guest editor call out for submissions!

Three Poems by Francis Annett

Good morning on this sunny Bank Holiday Monday! I hope everyone is having a beautiful weekend. I'm delighted to tell you that today's blog features not one, but three poems from our regular group member, Francis Arnett. Francis started work as a teacher in secondary education and retired after 40 years, with many happy memories and … Continue reading Three Poems by Francis Annett

Women of Steel by Rachel Bower

For an audio version of this poem, please click here.  Women of Steel We are sisters who clank through the streets on rustless feet and chain-linked arms the deep pull of ore in our loins – calls of ancestors deep in the rocks of yolk and plum and rust. I polish her toes ‘til they … Continue reading Women of Steel by Rachel Bower

W10 by Laurie Bolger

W10 Those thick-skinned women who brought out suds and sponges in buckets, rested them in doorways,   kneeling in their slippers, they’d scrub and scrub. It was all about keeping the modest porch dirt-free daily   and looking well. The old dears of W10, so much pride. The ones who told tales of real life … Continue reading W10 by Laurie Bolger

Two poems by Tom Moody

Playing with Fire In childhood, summer fires would sweep the mineral line, bringing the local brigade bell-clanging down our road. Whooping in their wake a comet tail of kids.   In those days of steam a stoker’s fag-end ash, a stray glead, could easily kindle the straw-dry grass. With snapped Elder branch, or a borrowed … Continue reading Two poems by Tom Moody

Dreams of Children by Ralph Dartford

Dreams of Children Walking up the hill to the poetry class, talking to myself as if a mad man, of how tonight I will encourage the students to write vivid and historical verse. I’m trying to remember the words to Strange Fruit and also to turn my willpower over to a god of my own understanding. It’s … Continue reading Dreams of Children by Ralph Dartford

Britannia Corner by Rob Walton

britannia corner and so it came to pass that all roads lead to scunthorpe and brumby and ashby and frodingham and crosby and the five villages chose the choicest name and all the people moved to scunthorpe and it was the hub and centre of all the new good things made from iron ore and … Continue reading Britannia Corner by Rob Walton