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The Blue Nib publish the very best in contemporary poetry from new and emerging poets

New Poetry- Arthur Broomfield

The return of the artist It was that kind of a once-in-a-lifetime snow and hailstones day so dreamed of by smug artists and Yale dons, dendrological in a...

The Art of Happiness

  The first kitten, Catalie Portman, lasts four days and six hours before you coax her into the crate and drive her back to Forever...

Polly Richardson ( Munnelly)

  Swing I want to drink it, move clockwise around moon I want to pack it up- take it with me drape as if scarf ribbon it, a bow...

Jeremy Nathan Marks

You can take my water IhaveamotherafatherIhavealakebymyhomewithadogItaketothatlake Ihaveasistera brother and a bird that visits me each morning as we go to my lake at daybreak The lake...

Nora Cornell- Poetry

eve: a child as a temptress, she lives in a garden with invisible walls she craved what was always just out of reach, and the saccharine fruit left...
Andrea Potos

Poetry- Andrea Potos

My Uncle and the Undertakers They try so hard, the work that none of us would do--the embalming, casketing, the cossetting; and the person dressed in his satin...

Poetry- Bob Beagrie

Chiromancy ‘The great Sage as high as Heaven visited here.’ Wu Cheng'en – Journey to the West, 1592 High staggered moorland crossroads too few trees, the big wide...
Dana St. Mary

Poetry- Nadia Wolnisty

Nadia Wolnisty's tribute to the impressionist Kay Sage

Poetry- Dana St Mary

the flag keeper he walks slowly to the place with that solemnity that cadavers bring, and leans the heavy ladder on the mast-like pole. a tilted head and gooseflesh show that today...

Poetry- Marcy Clarke

SUET, SUNFLOWERS AND HAY Winter is at our gate and a dozen crows, like trespassing bandits, raid our slumbering garden The sun is a hard shadow bleaching bony...

Poetry- Deborah Harvey

Understorey Your father in his fawn windcheater names the song of each bird we hear points out fox holes and fungi, pulls to one side an elder branch explains...

Poetry- Lucy Mackarel

In Memorial  I have never been to a funeral, I have, however mourned a body. In a room with brown walls and a window to the road. It...
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Poetry- by Mike Griffith

Your funeral is on Friday. Today is the heart attack. Yesterday was the two meetings, dinner with Tony and Kat, then bed with the wife (while thinking of...
Maxine Rose Munro

Poetry- Maxine Rose Munro

The wild time  It took me years to find others didn't see music like me - as a space to enter, in which to move between/with colours...

Poetry- Caron Freeborn

Red plums I bit into the unnoted plum, expecting sharp disappointment or at best, tolerable near-sweetness.  My thumb left an indent which gave me some hope - bruised fruit...
Mark Tarren

Poetry- Mark Tarren

In Memoriam Here lies his naked body, like a baroque Christ. Long pale arms at his side, it is not Shakespeare’s Adonis. Nor is it the carved strength of Achilles that...

Poetry- Melissa Mulvihill

Fata Morgana I am lost on the Lake deliberately at sea tossing about in moody waves raging in storms of fictive selves struggling for a critical angle ebbing in the middle...

Poetry- Anne McMaster

Lost and Found inspired by Robert MacFarlane’s The Lost Words You might think we lose these words as one may, casually, lose a small cool coin behind the...
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Poetry- Pauline Flynn

INTERLUDE At twilight by a low stone wall, a small boy in pyjamas holds a glass box full of fireflies, points to his father swinging a net in...

Poetry- Cathy Bryant

Unasked, He Teaches Me Photography Keep your horizons level, he says. And not in the middle. Upper third or lower. But I don't want a postcard, nor art. I...
Susan Castillo Street

Poetry- Susan Castillo Street

TEST MATCH We watch the cricket. Clueless American, British man. Tomay-to Tomah-to doesn’t even come close. I blink at the screen, hesitate but think, what the heck, ask sorry, but,...

Poetry- Harold Ackerman

Three Poems Starting with 'W' Written on a Torn Package for Eric and Chris That time I stepped to the blackboard to draw a shape with chalk as...

Poetry- Jean Taylor

Death’s Signature Maybe I should have known, it rained so hard, that you had gone. Maybe I should have known that yellow tulips spilling from the vase reveal...

Poetry- Kieran Egan

Cultural Confusions A deserted diner off the highway; watched by the dark-haired, heavy waitress I ate alone and uncomfortable. Something wrong with her right eye so craning round to...

Poetry- Megan Stratford

buried she’s just where you said i’d find her half-way buried underneath the pendulous trapeze to hang off of on afternoons that couldn’t move days like this one when...

Poetry – John Short

AQUARIUM I dreamed of an aquarium fixed into my back a miniature box with tetras and an angel fish, its glass sunk deep instead of memories, I had to ask each...

Poetry from a Maxine Rose Munro

Took the moon  I reached out and took the moon in my hand. I know others think she's still there in the blueblack sky lighting the world like...

Sylvie of the Stone Stoop and other poems.

Sylvie of the Stone Stoop I talk with Sylvie of the stone stoop as her hand digs around in the Cheetos bag for crumbs and her bare feet...

Poetry from the pen behind behind Atlantean Publishing

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 Americans American around the Brits Neither one nor...

PROTECTION, ADVANCED FLANK, REAR GUARDS AND OUTPOSTS

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

We’ll Catch the Next One: Poetry D.A. Lucas

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 out the wide open hole...
Ceinwen E. Cariad Haydon

Prose Poetry- Ceinwen E Cariad Haydon

The Bangle In the shop window, the bangle shone, its spangled beauty called to me. You saw your chance, you with your deep pockets. On...
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The Settlement-Chris Boyland

The Settlement I’d borrowed some of your words - ‘wrong’, ‘useless’, ‘stupid’, ‘useless’
Helen Angell

Helen Angell- New Poetry

Helen Angell is a poetry and non-fiction writer based in South Yorkshire. She has had poems published in Route 57, Medea and Esoterica. Winner...
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Poetry- Carla Scarano D’Antonio

Sailing North We left with cherry trees blossoming, people arranging polished horns in a window. Opposite to south Vegetation grew rusty, gold, scarlet red silver grey, brown. Inhaling thro, branches torn bare frozen. North: thorn,...

Wild Quiet- Derek Kannemeyer

Derek Kannemeyer was born in Cape Town, South Africa, raised in London.
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Poetry- Ceinwen E Cariad Haydon

The Skater at the local rink her skates cut trails fingernails scratch wooden handrails she clings on for dear life. out in the woods a lake mute swans skitter on floes mis-footed...
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Stephen House

  brutality he’s gazing into oily black asks how much self is trapped in my now it’s disappearing stifled can’t return i lost me  to grasping...

Poetry by Charles G Lauder

Looking Back The moment was a colossus we built up to, at first with wheelbarrows of sand to mix the mortar, simple bamboo scaffolding, then, as tension mounted,...

The Gift of Words by Lara. J. Fuller

The Gift of Words by Lara. J. Fuller About The Author Lara. J. Fuller :I have been writing poetry for a year and taken part in...
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3 poems by Emma Lee

Stitching America (for Gloria) It started at Kansas, roughly centre, and two strands of blue for back stitches: the calm, smooth line of a river. At each stitch, it...
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5 poems by Roy Liran

  Seagull The lights were bright. Two tables carried refreshments and hot drinks and bottles of juice. Everyone arrived and found a seat. For a heartbeat you felt caught wingless in the gravity of an...

Mimi Gladman on the Booker Prize Long List

One of the most anticipated events of the cultural calendar is the announcement of the Booker Prize winner in October. The Booker Prize was...

Highly Commended

Our guest judge Vivien Jones made an initial shortlist of twelve entries from the over sixty entries sent to her. From this longlist she...
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5 poems by Marissa McNamara

Marissa McNamara's current work focuses on her husbands death.
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6 poems from Tom Paine

No one ever told me to stand in the woods and await dusk.
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Family and Dolls, Poetry by 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 hair. I unwrapped that doll On...
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What I Didn’t Tell My Father, Poetry Ann Howells

What I Didn’t Tell My Father mosquitoes swirl like ash in headlights& priests call bingo from pulpitsup & down the shorearound our...

What Vachel Lindsay Said- Will Reger

What Vachel Lindsay Said What Vachel Lindsay said in faithful song he shouted full-cocked, full-blown full-throated, until his evening fell and music went out of the bone in the blast of...
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Dear Sisters and Other Poems- Bev Smith

dear sisters our tree’s stretch of skyward is slowing as is their leaf fall, wrap of blankets, and hopeful reach again for spring breathless trips on summer stumbles of things forgotten upon faces fanned by noon to...