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Rebecca Tamás
REBECCA TAMÁS is a Lecturer in Creative Writing at York St John University. Her pamphlet Savage was published by Clinic, and was a LRB Bookshop pamphlet of the year, and a Poetry School book of the year. Rebecca’s first full-length poetry collection, WITCH, was published by Penned in the Margins in March 2019. She is editor, together with Sarah Shin, of Spells: 21st Century Occult Poetry, published by Ignota Books. Her collection Strangers: Essays on the Human and Nonhuman was published by Makina Books in October 2020.  

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Interview with Ariana Reines

Interview

July 2019

Rebecca Tamás

Interview

July 2019

I first became aware of Ariana Reines’s work through her early poetry collection The Cow (2006), which went on to win the prestigious Alberta Prize. I...

Essay

Issue No. 24

The Songs of Hecate: Poetry and the Language of the Occult

Rebecca Tamás

Essay

Issue No. 24

  I have gone out, a possessed witch, haunting the black air, braver at night; dreaming evil, I have...

Note for the following three poems: In 1965, a bottlenose dolphin christened Peter was the subject of a scientific experiment For six weeks, he lived in a flooded apartment in the Virgin Islands with a woman named Margaret Howe, who was tasked with teaching him human language Needless to say, this was not successful     Margaret’s Visitor The doorbell never rings I still anticipate the TV sitcom bait-and-switch, the postboy’s shock as Peter concertinas through the water to the door, rotates the handle with his bottlenose and nabs the letter in his mouth, delivering a suave Midwestern ‘Thanks’ – and I descend, still fresh from six weeks in a Lurex bathing suit, to wait for his reply I see the postboy see the desk that hovers with its laminated paperwork, like the chrome cloud of an indifferent God; the hair I shaved to bring us closer tufting out, my black lips like a faded mime: and I see Peter, halfway human now, his eyes above the water sitting on his nose, easy as spectacles ‘Oh no,’ he says, ‘it’s no trouble at all,’ craning to sign, the pen between his teeth I’m by his side: a painting of two homesteaders leaning on leaf-nets as if they were farming tools A ball bobs in the background, childishly, but we have put such things away I ask him where he’d like our new delivery We watch the postboy stagger, fish-legged, down the street, his mouth a gasping blowhole     Fourth of July Of course he wouldn’t wear a hat Of course the soggy tickertape Of course this can of frosting in the dark, water-light softening its jagged edges, and for just a tick I seriously thought: what if I

Contributor

July 2015

Rebecca Tamás

Contributor

July 2015

REBECCA TAMÁS is a Lecturer in Creative Writing at York St John University. Her pamphlet Savage was published by Clinic, and...

Interrogations

poetry

Issue No. 14

Rebecca Tamás

poetry

Issue No. 14

INTERROGATION (1)     Are you a witch?   Are you   Have you had relations with the devil?   Have you   Have...

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fiction

Issue No. 5

Sent

Joshua Cohen

fiction

Issue No. 5

These women lived in hope, they lived for the future as if they were every one of them already...

fiction

Issue No. 14

Beetle

Joanna Kavenna

fiction

Issue No. 14

SKITAFLIT, DAY 49   704 Dawn Breaks above the grey-dusted grey-fronted houses 903 Well the office is looking just...

Prize Entry

April 2016

Oögenesis

Karina Lickorish Quinn

Prize Entry

April 2016

After her daughter had – for the third time, no less – laid her eggs in the fruit bowl,...

 

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