Exile by Manash BhattacharjeeNews, Poetry, PoetryExile “I rested my mouth on your memory” ~ Yannis Ritsos, from Diaries of Exile [In the event of Greece…
Evening LightFeatured Writing, News, Poetry, PoetryEvening Light Brave bat in a bowler hat Blood shot eyes question What time does this light Depart? The light…
Time SlipPoetry The man enters with an axe. He is whispering to himself or maybe talking to the axe, as if…
Tiger Head SonnetsPoetry I An offering of grain; an offering of drink. Blind tiger forgive us for making you a stuffed head.…
This Great BeechPoetry This great beech merges with my life. Each day its canopy of wind-carved branches filters nuances of sun as…
Summer Night GardenPoetry Outside, night has shaken its sleeve. Moths mob the street lamp, dozens of tiny mandibles tear and munch. The…
JanusPoetry 1 Scimitar in the January sky – it starts again, the moon as resurgent emblem. ‘Renewal’, so its tacit…
Italian AirPoetry A breathless train ride in the heat of things, I squeeze my red knees to the rough skin of…
Eighth Letter AkhmatovaPoetry Like a first love, the man you made from words instead of from snow, fitting him together like a…
Haiku on Kathmandu Earthquake by Sudeep SenPoetryKathmandu Earthquake a prayer for Nepal Gods came tumbling down in Bhaktapur. Everest churned — snow, debris, death. Sudeep…
Self-Portrait as a Francis BaconPoetry You painted with a scalpel, each canvas a wound excavated by pain, the body always something flayed and suffering,…
Dog Fox Slips Under the FencePoetry You rely on light to steal his show, as if the pouring in will force out the richest secrets,…
UntitledPoetry She says: we don’t have the right kind of basement in our building I had to leave, one can’t…
L’Heure BleuePoetry in this last blue flash of dusk the violins of our eyes are playing to the south west wind’s…
Blue MoonPoetry Often enough we go to the seals by the woodland path where tortoiseshell moths willlessly travel from shadow to…
Gospel OakPoetry The fight dog’s name, said its proud owner, was Jake, an old white bull terrier, brindle circle around his…
The Western Wynde John Taverner 1490-1545*Poetry I walk in sunlit Christ Church meadows, the skies not Lincolnshire – the grazing cattle and unfamiliar deer –…
TwilightPoetry By early winter Our world begins to shift. Approaching dusk We stroll miles from houses Sunk into valleys of…
A Student of Rock-PoolsPoetry At the tremor of his footsteps Little transparent eft-like things sank And disappeared into the wet sand, But he…
WallpaperPoetry I used to think the moon followed me, stalking behind a picket line of trees, extending fingers of glassy…
Two PoemsPoetry Fanny Howe appears here in The London Magazine’s series of contemporary New England poets. She was born in 1940…
FêtePoetry by Guillaume Apollinaire Translated by Timothy Adès Fireworks filigreed in steel Very pretty lighting this Artificer’s artifice Courage gets…
Two PoemsPoetryA Bit of Love He must rise now. No more hiding in hospital sleep or skill of the hands that…