Unable to be still and live,
I emptied rooms, scoured
and sanded, repainted walls,
laid floors, changed gravity
with new objects. Nothing’s
left that was familiar; you
would not feel welcome here.
About the Contributor
Ian Dudley has published poems in various magazines, and was a 2014 Jerwood/Arvon poetry mentee. He is featured in Eyewear’s The Best New British And Irish Poets 2016.
Le Grand Meaulnes - Alain-Fournier
Le Grand Meaulnes is a book of loss, but it speaks to me because of the wonder and joy and love that Meaulnes experiences during the party at the chateau. To be alive, you must have something to lose.
More from Issue Eight:
- Calendar Girls by Max Wilkinson
- Mushroom Speed Boosts by Ben Reynolds
- Sestina by Imogen Russell Williams
- Under the Maple Roots by Joshua Bealson
- Snow, Sunday, Late February by James O’Neill
- Not Waving, but Washing by Tabitha Siklos
- Kites by Ben Gwalchmai
- A tribute to austerity by Sanmeet Kaur
- Something like the beginning of love by Olga Dermott-Bond
- Why is it Called a Thunderstorm, When it’s the Lightning That Kills You? by Katt Thompson
- My Greenland Halibut by Amanda Oosthuizen
- Say Hello, Wave Goodbye by Emma Venables