(Alysha Hobson “January” in Horizon 8) back from the sink to the kitchen door fresh air herb sharpened clears the blood from nose and mind though not from hands then to the sink again the waste disposal straining whining till my head begins to burst who would have thought he had so much stuff in him
(James Bradley “Late January, Victoria Park, Glasgow” in Poetry Ireland Review 146) and there’s Venus deepening the distance bringing the sickle moon closer thickening the darkness sequining the velvet till the real stars arrive modest at first as if seen through a bushel basket gradually strengthening filling the sky with heroes and demi-gods hunters and beasts (take care not to step on the cracks)
"Sank" and "Of Bears and Serpents".
Two from a sequence "To Be Continued"; each starts with the last line of another poet's poem.
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