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The Job Interview - by Ross McCleary

{ Poem }

You’ve already admitted that you came unprepared.
You’ve already admitted that you need them
more than they need you.

Brooklyn Cop - by Norman MacCaig

{ Poem }

Built like a gorilla but less timid,
thick-fleshed, steak-coloured, with two
hieroglyphs in his face that mean
trouble,

Enquiry Desk - by Andy Jackson

{ Poem }

Do you have the one
/ with that poem they read at the funeral
/ in that movie?…

The Duke - by T. S. Law

{ Poem }

The heid-bummer, prood wi a ryaltie o a shillin a ton
/ lik the hovein o the coals alow the hauch o…

Thursday - by Douglas Dunn

{ Poem }

Gave yet another lecture. God, I’m boring.
/ Said all the same old things I’ve said before
/ With touches of ‘however-ing’ and ‘therefore-ing’.
/ Dear…

Every Woman - by Aiko Greig

{ Poem }

Who can gauge our range or pace? Every woman, / a signal tower, an illusion, a ship bearing dead ahead.

Book Dusters - by Hamish Whyte

{ Poem }

It’s like painting / the Forth Bridge / without the fresh air / and fear / of drowning.

Why Did You Become A Doctor? - by Miles Burrows

{ Poem }

I originally wanted to be a witch
/ Sitting inside a Leiden jar
/ In the pathology museum.
/ My fallback application
/ Was to be one of…

Early Morning, West Hartlepool, 1963 - by Eddie Gibbons

{ Poem }

(from the photo with the same title by Don McCullin)
/
/ A pipe fitter’s mate at the gates of dawn
/ Is wrenched from…

Seivin Verses for GMB - by William Hershaw

{ Poem }

They are fermin the fower winds:
/ Five grey- stemmed daffodils
/ on the hill abuin Eynhallow
/ that whirlmagig air intil pouer.
/
/ Aa Simmerdim on Flotta…

In the Fishmongers - by Tessa Ransford

{ Poem }

All over the fish / and the knife that continues to work / and the marble slab / and her…

Twin-Screw Set – 1902 - by William Hutcheson

{ Poem }

Week after week I watched the darlings growing
/ Like two strange children in an orphan home,
/ Aft from the thrust block to…

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