I am Road, I am Mother, I am a Better Person Now, I am Failed words and image by Jane Burn So I have this ache (suddenly)... Continue reading
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Karl Parkinson is a poet and novelist from north inner city Dublin. He is well known for his spoken word performances and videos, like the one at... Continue reading
Plague Songs – It Cures What Ails Ya! by Martin Rowson One should not mock the chronic sick,And nor should we mock DominicWhose road-based therapies recall,Damascus-bound, those... Continue reading
Darkening by Steve Pottinger for george under a darkening skywe sit round a log fireout there cities are burningthe planet is burning and i can’t breathe out... Continue reading
breath by Fran Lock, with image by Martin Gollan inside this symmetrical fiction of skins, we do not courtthe carnivore attentions of a cop with eyes like... Continue reading
The Last Hurrah by Hamish Wilson In thanks, we gave our NHS a clap,banged saucepans, hooted, whistled, strummed and sang,gave glad hands for heroes, joyful urban rapwith... Continue reading
Canzone to an Underground Flow by Jane Burn There is a river underfoot. The road bearsabove it, thickly set. Every while, a squareof red-iron drain, skidded worn... Continue reading
Red Biddy by Fran Lock red biddy, noun, a mixture of cheap wine and methylated spirits. biddy, noun, of unknown origin; probably influenced by the use of biddy denoting an Irish maidservant, from Biddy,... Continue reading
Jim Mainland introduces a new anthology of radical poetry from Culture Matters What is radical poetry? And can it change anything? The poems in ‘Almarks’ are radical... Continue reading
Jenny Farrell remembers the life and work of the late Eavan Boland Eavan Boland died on 27 April 2020. She ranks among Ireland’s finest poets, and was... Continue reading
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