Originals

Alex Tyndall For as long as humans have existed, we have been innately drawn to works of art (pun very much intended). Cave paintings and carvings dating back tens of thousands of years are a testament to the universal language of images and their age-old significance. So it’s no...

This week we welcome back Mike Burman as a contributor and also Harry Patte-Dobbs, both in the School of English here at Nottingham. Despite coming to the end of their final years at UoN they’re still producing some great poetry! Last Remarks Cold rain and regret in this town. The only...

The Space – Peter Rylands How often do we rush to be inside? Away from the rain, The cold, The space. It may be but a moment, To sit at the platform, Waiting to confine myself amongst the carriage walls, But here – is space! The cold! The rain! I’d...

The Day after the Dead Before – Peter Rylands Time for the dead of night to rise and have its hour, Inside an ocean whose tides never cease and groan from the moon’s waxing power. Dried blood and hollow faces, haunting the streets, Where the sun shall rise for mortals...

This feature will publish student poetry and prose with a small explanation so you can get a clearer understanding of what references are made and what the piece is trying to say. Alongside student poetry there will be a ‘Poem of Note’, a poem written by an established writer. This...