Maggie Nelson's Pathemata, Or, The Story of My Mouth
'I get up first to be alone, and also because my jaw hurts too much to stay in bed.' What she writes is what I live, since 17 July 2020. πάθηματά μαθήματα, learning through suffering. A chronic pain fellow. I'm not crazy.
Maggie Nelson's Pathemata, Or, The Story of My Mouth
'I get up first to be alone, and also because my jaw hurts too much to stay in bed.' What she writes is what I live, since 17 July 2020. πάθηματά μαθήματα, learning through suffering. A chronic pain fellow. I'm not crazy.
Anna Jackson's Terrier, Worrier: A Poem in Five Parts
A splendid prose poem about affirmative doubt, in five seasons, from summer to summer, because you can only be aware of summer when you get back to it. A focused, feeling exploration of thinking. Somewhat fearless.
Anna Jackson's Terrier, Worrier: A Poem in Five Parts
A splendid prose poem about affirmative doubt, in five seasons, from summer to summer, because you can only be aware of summer when you get back to it. A focused, feeling exploration of thinking. Somewhat fearless.
Damien Wilkins' Delirious.
Like reading King Lear; domestic routines amidst physical, emotional, mental deterioration; the loss of personhood; the effect on survivors; violent gusto of voice in Pete's mother, one word gurgling in Claire, no voice in Wil. Tough read. Genius.
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Competition deadline: 31st May, 2026 You don’t have to be Tennyson to enter the Bridport Poetry Prize - just talented! All we ask is that you please keep poems to 42 lines, max. You can, of course, write less. In addition to the prize money, our top three winning…
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Inequality is eating the whole world alive.
The wealth of the bottom 50% of the global population, over 4 billion people, is estimated at $3.7 trillion.
Inequality is eating the whole world alive.