Poem: Thursday


And rose. And fell. Once more. Something at the corner of my eye is thrusting its bony fingers into the gaping cracks of my life, pushing its stained fingers into the empty spaces where my life should be, where all my principles and goals, my reason for being should be safely bedded down. I rose,… Continue reading Poem: Thursday

Poem: Pilgrimage


After that, it’s all a blur, just a mass of people rushing past to get somewhere that seems important, and I’m the only one going the other way; twelve years of elbows in the ribs. Places I’d seen countless times through the grimy windows of speeding trains began to seem interesting, to offer the chance… Continue reading Poem: Pilgrimage

Translations of Italian Poetry


A small archive of translations of Italian poetry, including Pasolini, Ungaretti, Saba, Carducci, G. Rossetti, Cavalcanti, Corazzini, Pascoli: https://scflynn.com/translations-of-italian-poetry/ Previously published in Modern Poetry in Translation and Acumen.  

Poem: From the Notebooks of Poet J XIX – XXII


  XIX. TRUST ME   I sat for hours creating a poem in my head It was so complete, so perfect that I didn’t need to write it down     XX.        MULTI-PURPOSE POEM [Written in black marker pen on a kitchen sponge]   When a sad poem is required, immerse in water, read and… Continue reading Poem: From the Notebooks of Poet J XIX – XXII

Poem: From the Notebooks of Poet J XV – XVIII


  XV.       CLOSE-UP   A plain black page might say nothing, or it might be a close-up of a fraction of the first letter of the book that tells you everything     XVI.   FOCAL POINT [Written on the middle pages of a blank exercise book] How small the things that occupy us    … Continue reading Poem: From the Notebooks of Poet J XV – XVIII

Poem: From the Notebooks of Poet J X – XIV


  X.           AMBITION [Video film of birds feeding with author’s voiceover]   There is no failure like complete success   XI.   HONESTY [Handwritten in large letters   diagonally, with the first and last words disappearing off the page]   This is a real poem and I am a real poet   XII.       DUPLICATION [A photograph of… Continue reading Poem: From the Notebooks of Poet J X – XIV

Poem: From the Notebooks of Poet J VI – IX


  VI.   CONFESSIONAL POEM [A sheet of white A3 paper with the tracks of a chicken’s feet dipped in blue paint entering at bottom left and disappearing at top right]     VII.   CONFORMITY [Recorded on an                             audio cassette]   I once received an anonymous poem that was so good that I had… Continue reading Poem: From the Notebooks of Poet J VI – IX

Poem: From the Notebooks of Poet J I – V


  I. SECRET POEM [Written in white ink on a closed                            black box]   The content of this poem is invisible and known only to the writer   II.   BURIAL   Going going gone the author is gone do you need him   III. BELIEF [Printed on a signed, notarised and       officially sealed… Continue reading Poem: From the Notebooks of Poet J I – V

Poem: The Good Things and the Bad Things


A grey and heavy Tuesday sprawls to the horizon; the window might open onto a courtyard filled with colour and life, but never does. I want to drive a nail deep into the clouds and hang a bright collage across the sky, a crinkled hymn to day and night. But try as we like, we’d… Continue reading Poem: The Good Things and the Bad Things

Poem: Guilt


Three times today I’ve gone to the window to see what’s happening outside. I know I’m to blame but I hope there might be someone else who’ll look out at the same time, searching for another who accepts their share of the fault. No one’s there and I feel like an astronomer hunting a dim,… Continue reading Poem: Guilt