Issue No. 16, Spring 2016

Poetry is over
Charlie Baylis

The moon swings over cherry trees
an empty table where a coffee cup
breathes into shelves of memory

if i could be the man i once was
but i am not the man i once was

the coin coloured bottom of my boots, I’ve been cut
from sea script, on shoot with the dreams
hunting the drive for moccasins

if i could be the man i once was
but i am not the man i once was

name the number? name that movement? I’ll tell you nothing
about my failures, poetry is over
my tongue in balsamic vinegar, chrysanthemum
idiom, delirium, a soldier marching to battle
with a white flag in his heart

if i could be the man i once was
but i am not the man i once was


Charlie Baylis lives in Spain. His chapbook Elizabeth can be found on Agave Press. He reviews poetry for Stride. Charlie has been nominated for two Pushcart Prizes, the Forward Prize, and for the Queen´s Ferry Press´ Best Small Fictions. He has made the shortlist for the Bridport prize. He was (very briefly) a flash fiction editor for Litro. He spends his spare time completely adrift of reality and tumbles, sporadically, here: theimportanceofbeingaloof.tumblr.com.