Four Palindromes and an Interview

Hello friends,

Four palindromes this week. Enjoy! And if you do, please consider purchasing my latest chapbook, Return of… the Robots of Babylon, for only £4!.

GOOD CONNECTIONS (Palindrome)

If I were wi-fi,
I’d impute some data;
radar, at a demo;
set up MIDI.
If I were wi-fi....

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THE MECHANICAL OWL (Palindrome)

Too held in its tide,
tan, a meek owl woke,
emanated its tin, idle hoot.

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THE JOURNEY (Palindrome)

Dew.
A field in alpine dales.
I rise, laden.
I plan.
Idle, if awed.

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FAMINE MOON (Palindromic Ottava Rima)

No omen, I’m a foetal stone.
I die, null, at a fate lit far —
die raw, one loss, Selene resewn
on woe. We lord a memo, star
afar, at some mad role we own.
On, we, serene, less sole now are.
      I draft. I let a fatal lune.
      I die, not slate. O, famine moon!

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If you would like to know more about my poetic practice, an extensive interview is now available on Samuel Andreyev’s YouTube channel. Watch it here: