POEM Polly Atkin

NWR Issue 109

The Centre

I came back because my heart was sick
with wandering. Because the painted world
was a backdrop from a dream of a show, dimensions
all wrong, perspectiveless, tasting of nothing.
I could not go on with such longing – that constant
twitch of the cellular compass cutting
my throat every time the bar swung, metronome
ticking come home come home come home…

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Polly Atkin’s second poetry pamphlet, Shadow Dispatches, was published by Seren in 2013 after winning the Mslexia pamphlet prize. She is currently working on her first collection, forthcoming from Seren. Last year an extract from this was awarded the Andrew Waterhouse Prize in the Nothern Writers’ Awards. She has previously had poems published in journals including Magma, The rialto and Mslexia. Polly lives in Cumbria and currently teaches English Studies at the University of Strathclyde in Glasgow.


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