Dressby P.M. She had no need to tell the world her intention – the dress spoke for her. It told the world: ‘I will no longer be caged, I will be free, like the long flowing tresses of this gown. Watch, as they glide across the floor like a stream.Follow me into the water.I want […]
Tanicia Pratt’s poem reflecting on the vulnerabilities of the digital world
So Mayer’s poetic response to Magdalene Odundo…
Emily Wilkinson responds to Bouke de Vries
I don’t want to sweep the floor any moreI don’t want to sweep the floor anymoreI must have swept it 10 times todayI don’t want to sweep the floor anymore. It’s dull, monotonous, dreary, drabirksome, humdrum, nut-dummin’ banal.I havna nothing ‘gainst sweeping per seI quite like it actually;but to do it quite as much as […]
a poem that Marianne MacRae wrote for Marianne Moore.
Sunburn – poetry & illustrations