POETRY

Right of Way

We march across to Trafalgar Square with indignation

At the cold tightening our hands, shortening our breath.

Imogen ScottAmelia Faure WalkerMarch 10, 2026Fracture

One Pound Daffodils

‘I’m sorry, I’m atheist.’

I say to the man who stands on the corner

Babbling about baptism at me, leaflet in outstretched hand,

Lucy TurnerEloise PayneMarch 1, 2026Bloom

Act of Defiance

I build to break,

and to keep myself from breaking.

I build towers with stories

that pierce the heavens.

Kai ReyesSarah BickFebruary 28, 2026Fracture

An Elegy for Unbloomed Flowers

I want to apologise to the flowers

that I picked before their time.

Amelia OckwellImogen ScottFebruary 25, 2026Bloom

Missing The Kinder Days

The grey of these days intrudes every step,

with cold as a dagger taking away confidence.

Muhammad Khurram SalimBunny WhittonFebruary 20, 2026Reverie

You In My

Do I see you in my mind,

on days of being supine and bedraggled?

Muhammad Khurram SalimZoe FryJanuary 28, 2026Fracture

Piecework

Cadmus had wept to see the Spartoi bloom.

Where father was craven, the sons were cruel;

Ella DeanKaylee mooreJanuary 9, 2026Inheritance

Past Lives

On Monday night in the real world / Illegitimate cigarette smoke / Curls into commas /

The stars are shaped / Like a question mark.

Bunny WhittonBunny WhittonDecember 16, 2025Constellations

Our Home

This home has been ours for ever, our parents’ generation and the ten before that too. This home

has been loved

Roseanna PartridgeGeorgia-mae TanApril 6, 2025Home

Whispers of My Soul Home

A lifelong quest,

a lingering hope,

I yearn

to touch your wistful presence.

Mina GhezalGeorgia-mae TanApril 6, 2025Home

Away

Too young to understand,

Too wise to explain.

Bobby CunninghamGeorgia-mae TanApril 6, 2025Disruption

Bildungsroman

I think that tree used to be taller,

Pine spindles extended and reaching, reaching

Toward the terrifying expanse of eternity above.

Charlotte BowmanGeorgia-mae TanApril 6, 2025Destination