Reuben Woolley

 

 

 

it’s cold outside & burning

worlds fall
you know

see

a sky a full
collection i made
& didn’t you sound
a sad & bitter i
said was there ever
a further mile or
other star

this is not
a final play
the oceans where
we hold the fibre

mother cells adapt
easy said da vinci
& rising a man all
geometrical & i
don’t know how to write
these broken words this cataract
emerging

& black

a space

i didn’t find

end
repeats come on say
repeat an end

an end

the end

bye bye

 

 

 

 

Reuben Woolley has been published in quite a few magazines such as Tears in the FenceLighthouseThe Interpreter’s House, the anthology, The Dizziness of FreedomInk Sweat & TearsProletarian PoetryAnd Other Poems, The Otolith, and The Poet’s Shed. He has five books to his name, the latest being some time we are heroes, published by The Corrupt Press (2018). He has a book forthcoming, this hall of several tortures, to be published by Knives Forks and Spoons Press (September 2019). He edits the online magazines, I am not a silent poet and The Curly Mind.

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