We have been busy going through the poetry and prose you have been sending in. We have chosen our publication pieces. This week’s article, therefore, is a free preview to our upcoming magazine, the debut issue of Foxtrot Uniform.
The first issue of Foxtrot Uniform will be available from October 1st 2017, so place your orders at email@example.com. Issues will cost £1.50, and while you’re at it, let your local library know that they can order a free copy.
Remember: if your work is accepted into the magazine you will get a free copy sent to your door, so be sure to give us your address if you’ve been accepted.
So here’s your first preview, two poems: one by Joshua Cialis and another by Reece David Merrifield:
Club Night Journey – Joshua Cialis
Do you know that club
with the cages
where half naked girls
gyrate and swirl?
Half dazed giving you the eye
It’s a far cry from sanity
It’s a far cry from love
Cruising through the night
you’d better hold on tight
while we shout
through the dark, the
lost men in our generation
groping something incomplete
There’s a show on;
contesting the contested
in their skirts and heels.
Where are we going?
Where have we been?
I’m not sure we’ve seen anything!
Mortal Multitude – Reece David Merrifield
I lie in patchwork sipping the shade from
European light as I think back to
the multitude of hours, nations, new
friends, old artwork, flat fields, fauna and
forestry, beer and whisky, pound and
krona, all language into one language,
one language lost in all language, the year
the longest constant on this vast continent.
I am three hundred thousand litres a second
tumbling down the seasonal waterfall
I am Kopparklinten, wanting higher still
There’s always pieces of Britain scattered
around, a puzzle never finished
I lie in a patch of Europe, my hands are
blind, my eyes stretched out, searching.