She found her mother’s voice behind the sofa, in pieces, a layer between a cup and saucer...
What disassociates when it’s a long way from the sea – matters don’t go back to the water no more, they lost the connection.
Introducing three self-translated poems from Brazilian poet, Dirceu Villa.
A poem from Angus Sinclair for UEA Poetry Festival.
Every time I step outside I bang my soul on an osteopath...
Denise Riley's Forward Prize-nominated poem, plus a commentary by Jeremy Noel-Tod.
the king of love is dead, the king of love is dead, the king of love
The First Time I Saw Your Winter I rebranded snowdrops: they became shame lilies, juniper berries – Nordic furies, leaves...
Chris Bigsby in conversation with the late Seamus Heaney on poetry and craft.
Two poems by the Chicago-based English poet, John Wilkinson. His Selected Poems will be published later this year.