So, for over two years now I’ve been sending out free poetry directly to people’s mobile phones on a (roughly) weekly basis. Now, due to some chicanery involving a disappearing contact book and a broken mobile, I’ve lost a bunch of the details for people who’ve signed up. So I’m putting the call out for new subscribers! If you want to get poetry texted to you every week (or if you’ve signed up, but the texts mysteriously stopped appearing) then email your number to firstname.lastname@example.org!
If you’re not sure if it’s for you, then an example of the poetry (which went out in today’s textshot) can be found below:
On the day the sun burst
popped like a pimple or grape
& radiation flowered hungrily outwards
we were first outside to gape, hand in han
standing close & breathing in the ozone
& each other
as star-bright fire grew across the sky.
We drank in the sight of it
& both my hand & the ground shook
but you shushed me
took my face in your palms
“Be not afeared, for we were made from the dust of stars
our clay baked in their flames
my beautiful sun-born boy
we are going home.