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24 Jan 2024: Lottie Limb. Flash News. Scientist says: meme for belief in life after deathOld man sits bespectacled in laptop moth-light.

24 Jan 2024: Peter Sparks. Gaza Sequence. I New Year. Gaza, 2009. The tank commander, aiming well,Took out the vacant ground floor flat,So those I loved precipit fellIn pulverised procession thatSqueezed, through

24 Jan 2024: Mark Vuaran. leaves might fall. What news borne on the wind?What winged seed has taken root,Those drawings I made years since. ... From the life which lies within.Oak and hazel, beech and alder,What news borne on the wind?

29 May 2024: There’s a band in Istanbul,A band in New Orleans;This one’s called Blue Cinnamon,This one’s Ol’ Janey B.

24 Jan 2024: a time when the new year is held back, firm by the wrist.

24 Jan 2024: held by darling thoughts,Smile’s phantom echoing inchoate affections,A tongue, dark and delicate, from a peak dangling,A curled query around a new gaze,Your palm pressed flat to

24 Jan 2024: War is not nice’, but we accept the battlesIn return for our shiny new lives, however long they last.

24 Jan 2024: handed me back the earbuds we were sharing,And our new-born argument is furrowing your brow,So I glance instead at your mirror,Rested head gentle against the cool

24 Jan 2024: Peter Sparks. Hermione. No school today. Miss cannot teach us Greek;No breath remains to show how we might speakOr write, approaching her in skill and elegance.New arts are needed ... How many years your kohl eyes must have staredWatching new generations

24 Jan 2024: find a new hapless victim to con.”.

24 Jan 2024: Rahan Nazeer. [Red-hot and tear-kissed]. Red-hot and tear-kissed under maskwith steel miles ahead in waitand then a new city.Now you are relegated to observer,My gallery ... leaden years as though a mouthful of smoke,To find new ways to no longer hold.

24 Jan 2024: And why not wriggle our toes in bits of old bran and chaffmixed up with sawdust from our new cut beams!

24 Jan 2024: Now far from home, I wonder if new children mightMonkey-like prance from branch to branch, preserving thoseOld childhood traditions of tree climbing delightFruit eating and the inevitably ripped clothes.

24 Jan 2024: silence for each wireless news:vainglorious hope they’ll trumpet forth your K.

24 Jan 2024: Shadowed-masses in the depths hum through the reeds,Winding past colonnades and the ruins of markets,Coiling round temple pillars and bronze effigies,Usurping the old shore with the new

24 Jan 2024: the wee hours ofwaiting on fronted news, the foreplay tense,the hot slit in a letter, the shriek.I have never treasured the fingerprintsonic resonances of a snore.

24 Jan 2024: Rahan Nazeer. Frighteningly Inert. Adrift on watersStagnant, charged, ion wet,. The pumice golemOn and off again,Averse to new versions,Soldering patches over kneed corduroys,Moulded by no volcanic handOther than

24 Jan 2024: all over the white hillside,snow white upon snow snow-white. This is the time of old shoes,when every step is new.

24 Jan 2024: Rachel Knowler. Reinforced. (not a concrete poem). After the chip from the front of your grin,we’ll make you a new one of china and tin.

24 Jan 2024: Now I cut new rivuletsto drain the chains of pools that lace the spreading sands and soft mudflats: time togather pace.