• Creative Corner: ‘At the Heart of It All’ Poetry Collection

    Thinking If they say age is just a number Why should it feel like a deadline? Anxious to meet and to hold: Onto the rise of expectations that greet its Joy; to put those who wonder, Under pressure to achieve… What others can only hope them to.   If...
  • Nottingham Poets: Psst! at the Jamcafe

    Upon entering the venue, the vibe was very relaxed and easy going. The lights were low and the door wide open, welcoming any and all passers by to come inside and enjoy what the evening had in store. The Jamcafe has a very retro feel to it, abundant in...
  • Creative Corner: A Giant

    The morning was bright and pale yellow like fainting buttercups, casting a welcoming tint over his home. He lived in a country village, small and peaceful, but not quite isolated. The only sounds he heard were bird song, the tractors in the fields and the persistent, whirring motors of...
  • Creative Corner: Rush Hour Rhythm and Blues

    Saxophone sirens in dissonant symphony with horn blare of hurtling hornet blur taxi cabs, streets speckled with spectators come to watch the world burn in the embers of their cigarette butts.   You stand alone, still, aside from the lurch in your stomach at each fresh cacophony and jostle...
  • Creative Corner – ‘New Beginnings’ Showcase

    This months theme kicks off the academic year by centering on ‘New Beginnings’. So kick back, relax and press reset… Step up, and step in The sun rises, the sun will set The simplest fact we will ever get For some things are big; some things are small But...
  • Fresher’s Memoirs – Day 6: The Bar Crawl

    The last of our six Fresher’s Memoirs, Arts Editor Esther herself reflects her own Fresher’s memory in ‘The Bar Crawl’ Clad in a short tartan skirt and a red vest top, I drunkenly stumbled down the road following the dregs of music and conversation that drifted towards me like...
  • Fresher’s Memoirs-Day 5: Stories

    Laura’s short story reflects on the struggles faced as a young woman starting university. From an early age, I was taught never go anywhere on your own. To take my sister everywhere with me. Especially to public toilets. You hear stories, don’t you? Just last week, as well. All...