by Danielle | Jun 6, 2026 | Guest Poems
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,...
by Danielle | Jun 6, 2026 | Guest Poems
Orcadian Inheritance For Ann Scarth (née Harper), 1762 to 1867, Evie, Orkney My dear child, you can travel the worldbut I am bound to this place, this grey blue sky and sea, this brown green land, red grey standing stones.I live, I live, I lived a hundred years and...
by Danielle | May 31, 2026 | Guest Poems
The Dance Morning Walk at Cannon Hall, Barnsley Electric orange, acid yellow, cyan, these bird-likeguardians, totems carved from pine and oak, installedin their set stations, keep watch over the narrow serpentine,the muddy island, this tangled wilderness of...
by Danielle | May 31, 2026 | Guest Poems
A Rhizomic Persuasion Golden Shovel based on a quote from Elizabeth Heyrick’s ‘Immediate, Not Gradual Abolition: or an Inquiry into the Shortest, Safest and Most Effectual means of getting rid of West Indian Slavery’ In Leicester market watch whatpeople stop to buy,...
by Danielle | May 25, 2026 | Guest Poems
A Patch Of Sunlight Speaks Breathing the dust of centuries, I spreadmyself beneath your beam that slants above,its shaft across my face. Alone, I’m dead,my whole existence turns upon your love.Darkened by shadows, troubled by the soundof trampling feet, I long to fly...
by Danielle | May 25, 2026 | Guest Poems
Losing a Language Death-rattleon the pebbles. This is a tide that won’t return. The waves’ eloquencebreaking, leaving onlya scattering of shallow poolsthat shrink towards oblivion. Take this drypebble in your hand.Remember how the lips of the seacould make it...
