Cheryl Pearson’s poem brings us to that terrifying precipice - that utter fear, that overwhelming sensation that something is going to happen to the person/people most important to us, most crucial to our very survival. There is an air of agoraphobia, of being unable to brave the cruel outside in the line ‘I don’t want … Continue reading Protection Spell For A Lover by Cheryl Pearson
Bob Beagrie’s ‘Tincture’ walks us perfectly through a numb haze. It employs claustrophobia and disjointedness as he paces the familiar rooms of his home which become a parallel word of strangeness. He is ‘inhabiting her slumberlands’. The sharp dart of the words ‘parietal lobe’ are like a stone thrown into a stifled pond. It is … Continue reading Tincture by Bob Beagrie
As someone who cannot control her eating or weight and has spent years trapped in this terrible cycle, this poem resonated with me so much. Lines like ‘because it weighs her like ballast/because it fits like a straitjacket’ are so full of truth. This poem exactly replicates the feelings of shame and loneliness that I … Continue reading Two poems by Sharon Black
Welcome to a series of weekly poems, selected by guest editor Jane Burn on the theme of Trauma. We start with Question by Marg Roberts. Jane says ‘Question’ is a snapshot into a surreal world. It has an uncomfortable air of other-worldly un-belonging, a suffocating sense of displacement. It speaks of a fate that so … Continue reading Question by Marg Roberts
Please welcome our third and final guest editor, Jane Burn. Jane's accomplishments are too numerous to list here in full! She's a poet with multiple magazine credits. She's also an illustrator, crafter, maker, house-renovator. She's associate editor at Culture Matters Press, currently finishing up edits on an anthology with co-editor Fran Lock. She's the founder of … Continue reading Open call for submissions!