by Guest Blogger | Feb 12, 2016 | Poems in The Rialto
An undesirable garden by Janet Rogerson The cement mixer is here, one hand on its head, the other on its tummy. Our gardening books are thumbed grey. We mither over colours, the shape of petals, he insists upon a bed of brown tulips, stone-bells in the shade garden...
by Michael Mackmin | Jan 12, 2016 | Poems in The Rialto
The Seagull now eating my sandwich by Emily Wills computes a multimap of all the local take-outs behind his brassy glare. Bird-brained, above us all, he sat-navs through south-westerlies, tunnels low cloud, champions right of way over starling and rook. Inland, he...
by Guest Blogger | Jan 4, 2016 | Poems in The Rialto
Quiet road home by Dean Parkin We haven’t spoken for miles and I nearly let it past but I want to go back, so turn around in a sudden side road, a quick shift that squeals wheels, try to explain, I need to show you. You’re unsure what’s been said,...
by Guest Blogger | Dec 9, 2015 | Poems in The Rialto
Rialto 84 is out! Subscribers’ copies arriving around now. Otherwise you can get it here. Here’s our editorial, on this year’s Aldeburgh Poetry Festival (written before the sad news about the Poetry Trust) and on some of the poems in this issue. First Michael, then...
by Michael Mackmin | Nov 4, 2015 | Poems in The Rialto
What you left out by Laura Scott The first time I heard it, its notes went through me like milk through water, clouding into my bones so I knew the end before it had even begun. I sat and listened as you told me the story of the old man and his three daughters, how...
by Guest Blogger | Sep 12, 2014 | Poems in The Rialto
From our Vimeo Channel. Lorraine Mariner – Poetry Dreams from The Rialto on...
by Michael Mackmin | Mar 23, 2010 | Poems in The Rialto
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 strength that laughter...
by Michael Mackmin | Mar 23, 2010 | Poems in The Rialto
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 | Poems in The Rialto
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...
Rialto Magazine 102
£9.00
Rialto Magazine 101
£9.00
Poetry with an axe to grind
£12.00
Rialto Magazine 100
£9.00
Rialto Magazine 99
£9.00
