by Jake Reynolds

The city centre smells of McDonald’s
and SPF stands for exactly what you think

Lives play out on the water’s surface
to the sound of a distant harp

Love feels especially present —
everyone’s in a frenzy, declaring it freely

This is no time to be remorseful
The bees are back and we can start again

Touching is a syrup in the maudlin heat
but unbroken eye contact is everywhere

and poems can jangle like loose change

cowbells drifting through soupy air


Featured image CC0


The Norwich Radical is non-profit and run by volunteers. All funds raised help cover the maintenance costs of our website, as well as contributing towards future projects and events. Please consider making a small contribution to fund a better media future.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.