by Michael Mackmin | Jun 30, 2010 | Mike Mackmin's Blog
The Editor is back from two weeks holiday in Italy. We watched spectacular sunsets over the Sibylline mountains, endured a huge electric storm, a day and night of torrential (that’s the word) rain, another day of dark cloud cover (the oft mentioned blanket of...
by Michael Mackmin | Jun 29, 2010 | Mike Mackmin's Blog
‘A writer has to spin his work out of himself and the effect upon the character is often disastrous. It inflates the ego.’ Elizabeth Goudge, A City Of Bells. I wish I could tell you. A poem on any subject, in any style, might succeed. When we started the magazine we...
by Michael Mackmin | May 5, 2010 | Mike Mackmin's Blog, News
The new The Rialto (No. 69) has gone to be printed. If all goes well (I’m always in full anxiety mode at this stage imagining catastrophes – why not the opposite?) this should prove to be a particularly startling and intriguing issue. It is scheduled to be ready...
by Michael Mackmin | Apr 12, 2010 | Events, News
As you probably already know on Tuesday 18th May, The Rialto will take part in an event in Partnership with Writer’s Centre Norwich, as part of the Norfolk and Norwich festival (NNF2010), to be held at the playhouse on St George’s Street in Norwich which...
by Michael Mackmin | Mar 23, 2010 | News
The Magazine Three issues a year, 150 poems, poetry news & views…Established in 1984, The Rialto features international names and established poets alongside emerging talents – it’s the poetry magazine to read to find out about what’s happening in poetry today....
by Michael Mackmin | Mar 23, 2010 | Blogs, Mike Mackmin's Blog
‘The Mandate’ by Joel Lane THE MANDATE As the first ripple of the crowd’s laughter struck the air like a window breaking to let in a fresh autumn breeze, the Emperor lifted a bare arm and slowly wiped away a tear. ‘Oh child,’ he said gently, ‘if only you knew how much...
by Michael Mackmin | Mar 23, 2010 | Blogs, Mike Mackmin's Blog
Hearts and other organs I remember a museum of glass bottles, shelf after shelf rising to the ceiling. Were the skylights domed? Does it matter? The light was granite-flecked, dimly illuminating a Victorian freak-show of medical specimens – speckled, puckered,...
by Michael Mackmin | Mar 23, 2010 | Mike Mackmin's Blog
Two poems in Magma and four in this issue of The Rialto is perhaps not enough evidence to warrant announcing a startling new poet. Nevertheless Nadia Al Fazil Kareem’s work is fresh and assured and has a voice of marvellous variety ranging from rage to laughter to...