by Rebecca Robinson
August 25, 2017
Portballintrae Harbour
Every New Year’s at midday we meet at the harbour and cast our ghosted bodies into the sea. We are no longer seventeen and ,...
by Rebecca Robinson
August 18, 2017
Tattoo
My body is a palimpsest under your hands, a papyrus scroll unfurled beneath you, waiting for your mark. I clean my skin, scrape it back to a...
by Rebecca Robinson
August 11, 2017
Flora
The cow is on top of her game, her haunches fat, her bones rounded. She feels the goddess power of her udder in the mould-damp dark of the ...
by Rebecca Robinson
August 4, 2017
I stop writing the poemto fold the clothes. No matter who livesor who dies, I’m still a woman.I’ll always have plenty to do.I bring the arms o...
by Rebecca Robinson
July 28, 2017
iii. Music
My mum cleans the kitchen, opens all the windows, blaring mixtapes dad made in the 80s. The ones he would bring round after he beat her....
by Rebecca Robinson
July 21, 2017
Leavings
The devils and the lunatics are loose; bear your children, keep them close
for now. Weave a cocoon ...
by Rebecca Robinson
July 14, 2017
The Things You Find in a Poet’s Beard (section)
There are fleas and flies and knots and nits,
breadcrumbs, marmite stains and bits
of pencils...
by Rebecca Robinson
July 7, 2017
Grass sings to her roots
Man thinks these are the colours
of air and water, of light and freeing,
but before this they were ours:
our blades ...
by Rebecca Robinson
July 6, 2017
Unfocused landscape --------
windows curtained with rain.
Days
leaking into days.
-------Andrew Gibbons
Thi...
by Rebecca Robinson
June 30, 2017
Lap
The children first, half a dozen
revved up to arrive at the seaside
surge around where we sit on the pebbles.
In their wake the grown-up...
by Rebecca Robinson
June 9, 2017
Meeting My Fathers
Derek, first to arrive, is in Barbour shirt, sensible trousers;
Sonnie wears denims, shirt open to mid-chest,
his St Christophe...
by Rebecca Robinson
November 17, 2016
On The Move We are packed together like the contents of a suitcase. We cannot move. We have to move to another house. We haven’t enough rooms. We...
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