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Issue 2: June 2008

Editorial

 

Competition

 

David Anthony

Slush Pile

 

Alanna Blake:

A Discontented Sonnet

 

Diana Brodie

Hi Darling! I'm on the Train

 

Joan Butler

Spring Kleening

BLLCK NKD

 

Tony Cloke

Lands of my Greatgrandfathers

 

Ann Drysdale

The Case for Light Verse

Between Dryden and Duffy

 

Bill Greenwell

The Recall of the Wild

 

Helena Nelson

Eight Tips for New Poets

 

Bob Newman

A Shameful Admission

 

D A Prince

Christopher Robin

 

Andy Proudfoot

House Sitting, An Apology

 

Hilary Sheers

Grandma Bling

 

George Simmers

Skin

For Your Eyes Only

 

Frances Thompson

The Disgruntled Lover

 

Emrys Westacott

Pteens for Ptolemy

 

Helen Whittaker

Perfect

 

John Whitworth

A Hangover and its Cure

 

 

 

 

 

Slush Pile

In some respects I like this, even though
the workmanship’s not great. Who’d rhyme ‘today’
with ‘day’? This one’s arcane: what does it say?
Two down now; just two hundred more to go.
Call that a poem? Prose! And this one’s so
Poetic. Why must people disobey
the basic rules of syntax? No. No way,
and No, and No, and No, and No, and No,

and......Oh. Here’s something special: see it shine.
It coruscates: a lamp of burnished gold
revealing vistas formerly unseen.
I sense the presence of a noble soul
who dares to go where others have not been.
Ah, I recall it now: it’s one of mine!

 

David Anthony