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Long Poem Magazine

There is an expression in England - "it does what it says on the tin" - and frankly, I am pleased to say that Long Poem Magazine falls into that category.  Rarely has a name of a little magazine so clearly and usefully lead readers to its pages: if you want long poems, here you go.  And what poems!  Issue Four, Summer 2010, has poems by Jane Duran, Patrick Early, Giles Goodland, Cherry Smyth, Claire Crowther, Graham Mort and Roger Moulson, among others.  I don't often write long poems.  Reading this fine selection makes me want to.  Buy this, and submit.

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Linda Black said…
Issue 7 of Long Poem Magazine is just out with, among others, Jemma Borg, Robert Vas Dias, Abi Curtis, Janet Sutherland, Alistair Noon and Martin Crucefix. There's an essay by Sarah Corbett on the contemporary verse-novel in the uk, plus my online review of J.O.Morgan's 'Long Cuts' (CB Editions)

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