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Pomegranate


As the wind howls outside and something that’s trying to be snow descends from the skies, what better time is there to spend a while browsing an exciting new poetry ezine? Pomegranate is something I stumbled across recently: a plucky endeavour from a bunch of Foyles Young Poets prize-winners that aims to give a voice and literary platform to young writers everywhere. So far, two issues have been published, containing poetry from the likes of Forward Prize-shortlisted Salt poet Luke Kennard and Mimesis editor James Midgley, as well as refreshing work by some really promising and startlingly young poets including Emily Tesh, Martha Sprackland and Richard O’Brien.

Highlights from issue 1 include O’Brien’s ‘On Returning to the Morrison’s Produce Department’ and Tesh’s ‘Interview with a Goddess’, and James Midgley’s ‘Seducing the Leopard Gecko’ makes for the wonderfully descriptive and impressive stand-out piece from issue 2. Well, at least in my humble opinion anyway: head over there yourself to check out what’s on offer. The link’s here.

And if you like what you find, there’s more in store: issue 3’s out in March, and the next issue of longstanding print-based poetry magazine Magma, edited by Roddy Lumsden, promises to be one of the most exciting in recent years, featuring work by some of the Pomegranate team, other up and coming poets, interviews, and a sequence from yours truly. It too will be available in March, with news and updates on the Magma website. In the meantime, and before I post on it, I’ll be working on a few reviews, as well as looking forward to the results of various competitions, including the National: I’ll be holding out for a slightly more adventurous winner this year, especially with Penelope Shuttle on the judging panel.

Comments

Rob said…
I like Penenlope Shuttle too. But you never can tell what judges are going to go for. Last year, Alice Oswald, John Burnside and Lee Harwood were judges and, while the poems chosen were good enough, they weren't as adventurous as that panel might have suggested.
Ben Wilkinson said…
Too true, Rob: three judges can result in good if wholly predictable winners (poems rather than poets that is). I have a feeling that Michael Schmidt might come at loggerheads with Shuttle over what should win, for example, which means, as is often the case, that they'll have to compromise on strong but average enough poems for the top three places.

Nice to see E.A. Markham on the judging panel too though.

I sometimes think that with the National the commended poems make for the most interesting reads.
Charlotte R said…
Glad to see you're enjoying Pomegranate! I'm loving your blog.

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