Leonard Lambert

Leonard Lambert

Cartographic i.m. Dave Walker Vanished friends                toss youinto altered terrain,as if some surveyorsof the heartwere hazily erasing                landmarks,former features,wearily redrawingyour inner universe,the sad cartography                of...
Jackie Hutchinson

Jackie Hutchinson

Orca A discus slicing water into two camps.Point surge tipped from abundance to scarcity,current knowledge (bound) in an oceanic history. She balances the world’s memory into yin yang black,strikes above the wave, whose day is showering blueyearns the absence of super...
Gavin Lyon

Gavin Lyon

My Garden I have been here far too longwith the grass growing through mesprouting up on my toes and chest,flowers adorning my hair.A bird perches on the lawnof my leg watching the beespollinate the laurel of my head.The woodlice inside my hearthave burrows through its...
Elizabeth Cook

Elizabeth Cook

Avoir du Poids Degas knew it: the weightof his hand on thick paperas he pressed down or skimmedwith a crayon. The strong armof the Repasseuse as she guides the hot ironround the seams of chemisesand blousons: the outs and insof complicated pleats. Miss La La– how the...
Eugene O’Hare

Eugene O’Hare

CPR On his knees in the wet street he pressedon the chest of a stranger older than his mother. Gifting again her lungs with his breath, then handsre-clasped in a kind of prayer-meets-compression. (What are prayers anyway without repetition?Or miracles, in this case,...