Poems
The Peter Porter Poetry Prize – now open to all poets writing in English – is one of our most prestigious prizes of its kind. Read this year’s four shortlisted poems.
... (read more)Cento after Peter Steele
Is this not running wild?
Silk-white ashes of dream and film
nerve into drama −
into darkness and its minotaur
How likely is it that the fellas who have
moved onto a place down the loop, who
are bricking their crossover, are named
Comatos and Lacon? That they have
There’s a still point in the afternoon
when the cross-eyed dogs
in the smudged pet-shop window
are a distraction:
