by Pete Hebden
September 8, 2015
Breathe thenhereand hereas you mouth the words in your headthen tell me again my poems are oral,yours are for the page.Let’s hear the respiratio...
by Pete Hebden
September 1, 2015
I didn’t believe it for a minute but turning the corner at the lights saw him waiting on the opposite pavement outside A1 Discounts to cross.
Tho...
by Pete Hebden
August 26, 2015
Tonight, Matthew…
I will ascend the possibilities of myself: my indifferent health,my tendency to baulk, the temperI was warned would hold me back...
by Pete Hebden
August 18, 2015
This is not a love poemit’s a note on the fridgethat I didn’t bother to writebecause we don’t have any post-itsor alphabetised fridge magnetsor mar...
by Pete Hebden
August 11, 2015
Some of the most compelling poems are those which describe a feeling that can’t quite be named, but that the poet can conjure up in such a clear an...
by Pete Hebden
August 4, 2015
Yesterday evening I finished with my imaginary boyfriend. He knew what I was going to say before I said it which was top of my listof reasons why w...
by Pete Hebden
July 27, 2015
In his latest collection, Speculatrix (Penned in the Margins, 2014), Chris McCabe ranges far and wide in time and locale for his subject matter, fr...
by Pete Hebden
July 21, 2015
Grandfather almighty,Captain of the clouds,Steer us through the stormsWith your aneroid barometer.
Commandeer the compass point,Swing the sickle m...
by Pete Hebden
July 14, 2015
Brooklyn-based publishers Ugly Duckling Presse produce some truly stunning books and pamphlets. Their artisan approach to the publishing process st...
by Pete Hebden
July 8, 2015
Despite your lessonsI never learnt to sew.I could never master the fluid movement required to darn a tearsealing it tight.Could never emulate the s...
by Pete Hebden
June 30, 2015
I’ve been saving this one up for weeks and finally the time is here.
This week’s poem comes from David Attwool’s great new collection The Sound L...
by Pete Hebden
June 23, 2015
That’s the thing with those nights,and then that nightwe both went and said those things;the countless, innumerable thingscollected upover all thos...
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