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Emma Lee -Reviews Editor

Emma Lee comes to us as Reviews Editor with extensive experience. As well as being a regular reviewer for The Blue Nib, Emma also reviews […]

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Helen Mort announces the winners of Chapbook Contest IV.

Trying to choose between poetry pamphlets is very different from choosing between individual poems. When I judge a single poem prize, I often feel like I’m doing the literary equivalent of speed dating: I’m waiting for a piece to come along that will sweep me off my feet, create an instant but lasting impression. Judging pamphlets feels like a much slower, fuller process. […]

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Poetry by DJ Tyrer

Babysitter Angry return home Classic misunderstanding Parents shout and scream Weren’t lit’rally meant to sit Squash their children into paste Bits I’m British around the […]

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Poetry by Rodney Wood

PROTECTION, ADVANCED FLANK, REAR GUARDS AND OUTPOSTS a drawer of rusted hinges / screws / nails (bent) / screwdrivers / saws / pliers / lightbulbs […]

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D.A. Lucas Poetry

We’ll Catch the Next One: a ghost and a gun meet again to talk before catching their trains away to some oblivion. the gun cackles […]

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The Settlement-Chris Boyland

The Settlement I’d borrowed some of your words – ‘wrong’, ‘useless’, ‘stupid’, ‘useless’ (seem to have two of those – dunno – maybe one’s a […]

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Pedigree – Fiction

‘Was that all right?’ he said, panting anxious. ‘Did you like it?’ Angie plumped her pillow as he eased away. ‘Oh, it was fine.’ She […]

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Bella by the Rosebush – Fiction

It smelled like coffee again. Each morning—every morning, it seemed, that same crimson odor seeped into the walls and the sheets. Each morning—every morning, it […]

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Poetry -Joan Colby

THE DOLL At Marshall Fields that year When I was eight, They took a photograph to make A doll with my face, My wavy auburn […]

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Texan Poet -Ann Howells

What I Didn’t Tell My Father mosquitoes swirl like ash in headlights & priests call bingo from pulpits up & down the shore around our […]