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Eleanor Rees
Eleanor Rees is the author of four collections of poetry. Her most recent is The Well at Winter Solstice (Salt, 2019) and her fifth collection Tam Lin of the Winter Park, in which these poems will appear, is forthcoming from Guillemot Press in May, 2022. Eleanor is senior lecturer in creative writing at Liverpool Hope University and lives in Liverpool.

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Three Poems

Poetry

April 2022

Eleanor Rees

Poetry

April 2022

ESCAPE AT RED ROCKS   I am the colour of the outside, a stillness moving like a winter tide, a new shoreline in formation,...

poetry

September 2012

Mainline Rail

Eleanor Rees

poetry

September 2012

Back-to-backs, some of the last, and always just below the view   a sunken tide of regular sound west...

There was a sound coming out of her The stenographer was recording it It was dark in the small room and she could see the sound waves on the screen pulsing Was it a good pulse? It was hard to say Was it louder now she was bigger? People called it getting taller but she was getting bigger She was growing in perfect proportion It wasn’t like she was stretching The tallness was coming from a push that seemed to come from her feet Her feet would get bigger and then her ankles would get bigger and all the way up her body Unnoticeable to the human eye But often she would wake up and sit up and she would know she was taller Maybe it was happening equally over time, maybe it was happening in spurts She had been to an endocrinologist She suspected they all had Hormones made you grow and something had turned on all their hormones Everyone was trying to find out why It was a multimillion-dollar business because it was throwing things off in an uncomfortable way All the people that were getting bigger were normal people None of the rich or powerful people were getting taller None of them So when her boss had to tell her she was making a hash of things That maybe she needed to get better at her job – her boss found it hard because of her size Her boss had complained that he felt threatened She wasn’t sure why her boss would feel that way, at least she didn’t want her boss to feel that way She wanted her boss to feel comfortable around her But he was right to be frightened She was bigger than him by a lot and she was strong That was a secret she was keeping She was so much stronger She’d broken a couple of things None of the powerful people wanted to feel like this so a lot of the powerful people were putting a lot of money into research – to try and stop it Just stop it

Contributor

August 2014

Eleanor Rees

Contributor

August 2014

Eleanor Rees is the author of four collections of poetry. Her most recent is The Well at Winter Solstice...

Crossing Over

poetry

September 2012

Eleanor Rees

poetry

September 2012

As he sails the coracle of willow and skins his bird eyes mirror the moon behind cloud. Spring tide drags west but he paddles...

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poetry

June 2017

Austrian Murder Case

Phoebe Power

poetry

June 2017

At the Konditorei   Close, warm, and humming with the relaxed sounds of post- midday Kaffee-Kuchen. The  cakes are...

Interview

Issue No. 14

Interview with Hal Foster

Chris Reitz

Interview

Issue No. 14

HAL FOSTER’S WORK FOLLOWS in the tradition of the modernist art critic-historian, a public intellectual whose reflection on, and...

feature

June 2017

Oberhausen Film Festival

Tom Overton

feature

June 2017

Such film festivals – those extraordinary clusters of images, transports of light, of virtual worlds scattered across a real...

 

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