
Poetry
STAR POems: Fareham Town
By Tina Shaw In the kaleidoscope of the town, my sinews constrict with the seasons. On the mortar and tarmacadam through age old streets and alleyways moving quad bikes and BMWs fly by in the [… read more ]
By Tina Shaw In the kaleidoscope of the town, my sinews constrict with the seasons. On the mortar and tarmacadam through age old streets and alleyways moving quad bikes and BMWs fly by in the [… read more ]
By Donna Jones. Last year’s detritus lies sulking, Skulking in mud, Trapped between yesterday and tomorrow’s resolutions. Torn Christmas cards, fox torn bags, seepage. Mouldy peelings, used panty liners, and wet dog shit. Shredded [… read more ]
By Jon Crout. Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house not a creature was stirring, not even a …no, that was not quite true. There was a noise. A faint, barely discernible [… read more ]
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