‘crying with unsurety’: Josh Allsop

A Review of three Salò Press chapbooks Josh Allsop is a PhD Creative Writing Researcher and Graduate Teaching Assistant at Durham University, where he is writing on the idea of difficulty in the poetries of Geoffrey Hill and J.H. Prynne. His poetry has been published in Blackbox Manifold, Poetry Birmingham, The Babel Tower Notice Board,Continue reading “‘crying with unsurety’: Josh Allsop”

Andrew Kauffmann: I couldn’t have known

The early-eightiesMiquel Barcelós was en vogue, I couldn’t have knownUncle Barry’s squiggly sketches, there was no pretension involvedThe family ‘artist’Auntie Kikue by his sideSuch colourful eyesHis regular birthday greetings;I suppose art was manifoldBut it was printed on Mum’s apron The mid-eightiesIt’s Grandpa’s birthday, to Edgware we goPristine tatami matsAn offer of slippersEgg and cress, choppedContinue reading “Andrew Kauffmann: I couldn’t have known”

‘no straight path through the universe’: Saskia McCracken

A Review of What Girls Do in the Dark by Rosie Garland Saskia McCracken is a writer and editorial advisor at Osmosis Press. She is completing her doctoral research, on Virginia Woolf’s Darwinian animal tropes, at the University of Glasgow. She is interested in environmental and generically unstable writing. Saskia’s debut pamphlet, Imperative Utopia, isContinue reading “‘no straight path through the universe’: Saskia McCracken”

Mark Valentine: Sea/Jetty (Variations for Sidney Hunt 1)

Note on the text: Sidney Hunt (1896-1940) is a mostly forgotten queer/gay avant-garde poet artist and poet  working in interwar London. He wrote arguably the first ever concrete poetry in the UK,  mostly for European modernist magazines such as Der Sturm (Berlin), transition (Paris), De  Stilj (Amsterdam) and Contimporanul (Bucharest). I rediscovered pieces by himContinue reading “Mark Valentine: Sea/Jetty (Variations for Sidney Hunt 1)”

Ryan Ormonde: After page 34 of ‘simmering of a declarative void’ by Robert Kiely

Rob gave me old horses housed for nothingI know nothing of horsesNowhere near as much as the good gambler The unused ale will go to feed themIf I have that right, or the dry componentsStore houses of meal or mammal await the results Then Rob has it broken for nothingHoused for nothing, broken for nothingandContinue reading “Ryan Ormonde: After page 34 of ‘simmering of a declarative void’ by Robert Kiely”

Scott Lilley: Peeling Back

We’ve clambered back down the Grindle,finding our way out of these warrens,you stamp an empty coke can halfwayinto the mud and mulch of the mynd; and if the can is buried into the mynd’s sulciand if the can becomes part of the myndand if the can stagnates, it decomposesand if the can decomposes, it solutesContinue reading “Scott Lilley: Peeling Back”