“the girl is bound until the skin between her legs/ grows over…” Poem of the Week (November 4), by Adriana Lisboa. Translated from Portuguese by Alison Entrekin.
“No more Boum from his lips, no more swinging/ hips and lyrics. Thin as Fred Astaire he wore a thousand/ melodies…” Weekend Poem, by William Page
Contributing editor Jess McHugh explores the ‘slut-shaming’ of Monica Lewinsky, and asks whether attitudes have changed since 1998.
“‘Conies’, whispers Wisdom Smith, ‘require calm,/ dawn craft and a down-wind’…” Poem of the Week, from the Wenlock Festival. By David Morley.