by Michael Mackmin | Jul 17, 2023 | In the magazine
From time to time, when I’m reading for The Rialto, I come across poems that I really need to write about. Usually my long running wrestle with procrastination gets in the way, but when I wrote the recent Newsletter I found that I was writing about a poem from Issue...
by Michael Mackmin | Jan 10, 2022 | Blogs, Mike Mackmin's Blog
The Rialto 97 is printed and subscribers’ copies should have arrived. There’s been a long gap. I suspect that I might have found it difficult to return to the routine of reading submissions, having had a break from doing so while Degna was compiling No. 96. I also...
by Michael Mackmin | May 12, 2021 | Blogs, Mike Mackmin's Blog, News
THE RIALTO FEBRUARY NEWS ‘I think it is true that one gains a certain hold on sausages and haddock by writing them down.’ Virginia Woolf HEADLINES THE RIALTO NATURE AND PLACE COMPETITION The closing date for the competition is rushing towards us. Please let us have...
by Michael Mackmin | Feb 18, 2020 | Blogs, Mike Mackmin's Blog, News
93 The Rialto No.93 is out in the world. Storm Ciara is bustling about making working in the garden unattractive, so here I am sat down to celebrate the new issue. It is actually just a rather wet and windy day here but the weather forecasters seem to have been...
by Michael Mackmin | Dec 19, 2019 | In the magazine, News
Dodo Provocateur Anita Pati’s prize winner pamphlet, which we published in the first week in September, had it’s London launch on September 24th at The Poet an aptly chosen pub in Baring Street (N1 3DS). I put the post code in because I must have been one of the last...
by Michael Mackmin | Sep 12, 2019 | Blogs, Mike Mackmin's Blog
‘I think this is a really good time for poetry. If anybody ever thought poetry was a luxury, that’s gone. Poetry is a necessary remedy to a lot of the darkness we are subject to.’ Tracy K Smith, USA Poet Laureate, The Observer 30.06.19 The Rialto No. 92 is now out in...
by Michael Mackmin | Aug 28, 2018 | Poems in The Rialto
Here is one of my favourite poems from the current issue (No. 90), of the magazine. CATFORD CYCLING CLUB RACE THROUGH ASHDOWN FOREST The normal fawn-coloured morning is scored through with a fast-moving artery of red the jerseys of young bearded men on a...
by Michael Mackmin | Dec 20, 2016 | Blogs
We have had a few anxious emails asking what exactly we are looking for in entries for this competition, (apart, of course, from poems that reach out and intoxicate the reader). I’m going to try to answer this, but unfortunately, for those of you who like clear...
by Michael Mackmin | Sep 16, 2016 | Poems in The Rialto
A WITNESS by Amy Carrington I’ve been watching the letterbox, I’ve been watching her at the letterbox. Her arm is stuck in the rectangle, but not stuck getting out she can’t seem to get it any farther in. A gloss-eyed pot fox peers through the...
by Michael Mackmin | May 16, 2016 | Mike Mackmin's Blog
If you can get to Great Yarmouth this week please do so and go to the Hippodrome. They’ve got the most astonishing production of The Tempest that I’ve ever seen. The Hippodome is an old indoor circus space, it’s a bit like being inside a work by...
by Michael Mackmin | Mar 4, 2016 | Poems in The Rialto
Sanctuary by Kate White I’d like to be able to say this is an epiphany but it’s not. I want to press on home. I’m anointed by the light of the phone box, looking out on hard rain, the closed off-licence. It’s clean of cards and dry enough...
by Michael Mackmin | Mar 4, 2016 | Poems in The Rialto
Julie’s boat is in the field behind my house by Judith Willson A gale’s punched the sheets on the line all day, now they’re fighting out of my arms to get back to the brawl and there’s Julie’s boat on the crest of the field...