Mr Disco – Robin Houghton’s The Great Vowel Shift
I sometimes recollect my final visit to a nightclub, where I now hear the passing bells of time’s Technics decks, not the …
Category Archives: 2014
I’m a Bitch – David Kinloch’s Some Women
This morning, I’m thrilled to fill the guest blogger slot on Anthony Wilson’s poetry blog, where I write about the …
Loneliness is a gun – Todd Swift’s The Ministry of Emergency Situations: Selected Poems
Loneliness is a gun The loudest silence in your day dying to meet you The cassettes my dad collected with …
Claire Trévien’s and Gareth Prior’s Other Countries: Contemporary Poets Rewiring History
In the anthology’s introduction, Trévien writes that ‘we wanted poems that would make us create new patterns of association in …
Devil’s Haircut: Carmina Masoliver’s Nasty Little Intro #8
Sainsbury’s can sell your daughter a beautician’s outfit but not a lab coat and stethoscope. Although I’d always known that …
Theatre of Blood – Chris McCabe’s Speculatrix
Oxford’s Golden Cross is a Pizza Express now but the interior decor points to its Tudor pedigree. Outside, the square …
I fought the law – Colette Bryce’s The Whole & Rain-domed Universe
Standing in front of an officer of the law wearing nothing but pants is a sobering experience and, even when …
When I am laid in earth – Kevin Powers’ Letter Composed During a Lull in the Fighting
The infantryman’s spade is a symbol of his relationship with the earth. Our eyes are drawn to the assault rifle but he …
I am a Bird Now – Liz Berry’s Black Country
Gormley’s Angel of the North feels like a guardian. Angels were not always sanitized cuties, flitting about on Tinkerbell wings. Exodus offers …
Diamonds on the Soles of her Shoes: Penny Boxall’s Ship of the Line
Façades do not present us at our best, no matter how carefully coiffured, or disarmingly déclassé. Take Oxford’s Sheldonian Theatre: as …
Poor Rude Lines 