I’m trapped inside of this prose poem.
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Were flowers on her casket?
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Poetry as a rule harms no one. No thing. Poetry only helps, in its purest form, it intends to heal.
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Raymond Antrobus’ latest collection of poetry, All the Names Give, reviewed
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This piece takes us back to a hopeful past that managed to break some damaging cycles.
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Vanessa Bell,Virginia Woolf’s sister, gets a voice of her own to muse on flowers, loss, and the rendering of life on a canvas.
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Diaz’s poems display mesmerising images that celebrate the personal and global resilience of marginalised populations who resist and exist by cutting out a space for themselves in an occupied land; ...
This week on Litro Lab podcast, we bring you a lyrical piece about a husband who is struggling to understand his wife. With a touch of humour, this story challenges ...
This week on Litro Lab, we bring you a satyrical poem from no other than resuscitated 18th-century poet Wortley Clutterbuck. Monuments were built in the past to commemorate war and ...
This week on Litro Lab, we invite you to close your eyes and immerse yourself in this oneiric flash fiction piece that tells the story of a little boy and ...
Sparkes and Hilaire have divided in two the work of unearthing and voicing by location, with Sparkes taking North and Hilaire the South of London, demarcated by the river that ...
Poetry emerges; authorial identity becomes confused, drifts.
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These poems and prose poems are not simply love letters to loyal companions; instead the reader is presented with Blakeian explorations into perspectives: the points of view of animals, their ...
Meet you. You are the hero of Mr. Either/Or, a story told in second person, which creates the feel of a choose-your-own-adventure novel.
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The beating heart of these poems is music, not least because of the poet’s own cross-genre creative output and a song’s uncanny ability to situate the reader immediately in a ...
On the left wing of the church,
you would sit in rows with the other boys
dressed like a tidy supermarket shelf of tuna,
listening to the sermon about a ...
January has been teaching me
that hurt can come from even the most comforting spaces.
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They like talking in the dark.
They are just voices. With the lamp off
his voice is air, warm, passing
over her ear, and the ear is catching ...
Do not blame us for filling out
churches, we are praying against the things
the dark attracts.
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If you want to know wahala
You can find it always in two places
A tro-tro in Accra
Or a danfo bus in Lagos.
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