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...
by Danielle | Mar 1, 2026 | Guest Poems
Fact or Fiction Mornings, I scroll through the news on my phone;I like to know the world still exists before leavingthe house. Though today, I don’t want to readabout how Europe is on fire and the ice capsare melting, I just don’t have capacity anymore.Instead I shall...
by Danielle | Mar 1, 2026 | Guest Poems
Charlie Charlie was huge – ‘last time I saw a spider as big as that’a man I loved had told me once ‘I tried to bash it with my shoeand it took it off me and hit me back…’ She was blackest black – glossy, plum of a body,short stout legs at the ready, eyes peeled better...
