Thomas Travisano | Love Unknown: The Life and Worlds of Elizabeth Bishop | reviewed by Ian Pople

Thomas Travisano | Love Unknown: The Life and Worlds of Elizabeth Bishop | Viking: £18.99 That Elizabeth Bishop’s poetry had autobiographical roots, even as it eschewed the ‘confessional’, was acknowledged in the reception of her work from the beginning. Randall Jarrell, ‘the most severe and exacting poetry critic in midcentury America’ reviewed Bishop’s first book, […]

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Carl Phillips | Star Map with Action Figures | reviewed by Ian Pople

  Carl Phillips | Star Map with Action Figures | Sibling Rivalry Press, $12.00; Pale Colours in a Tall Field, FSG, $23.00 At a recent reading, Carl Phillips suggested that Star Map with Action Figures was like an EP; a selection of poems that wouldn’t really fit on an LP length book such as Pale Colours in […]

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Editorial

The last thing many of us want to do right now is spend even more time looking at a screen, but our reading of new work for this issue of The Manchester Review reminded us again and again that poems, essays and fiction can transport you or suddenly refract your immediate environs into a charged […]

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Poillíneascannaí & The Junction

  Trí báis atá ƒerr bethaid: bás iach, bás muicce méithe, bás foglada. Three deaths better than life: the death of a salmon, the death of a fat pig and the death of a robber.                                           […]

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2 Poems

Late Blight The field had spent years drinking rain and pills. Received infusions, dialysis, pesticide repair. Creeslough breathed again! Its scarred mouth opening, sleep-heavy. The field is threaded through for the new harvest, overwintered. The lambs, cloud-woollen, bounce over orange soil to find a new water, frost-hardy. Some were quick-footed. Some came back later, others […]

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3 Poems

All Blue Things I was once a chicken heart; small, singing down the river I was once a standing bear; twi -light claws; rainbow salmon scales I was once an aging man; sat, watching them deliver Our whole universe; dark, backed into the soil And one time when an old skin had rotted blue on […]

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Going Downhill

‘Town please’, Lisa offered her five-pound note to the bus driver. He didn’t meet her eye; they didn’t tend to anymore, except possibly to question why this professional-looking woman in her smart red coat and leather gloves used public transport so repeatedly. Not that long ago a couple of familiar drivers would let her off […]

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2 Poems

Disillusionment rain glints on the copper beech standard cirrus motionless above   that will do – the poem has been here or hereabouts many times and what does it do with its words? where does it take us to?   are these rain glints the very ones I think I saw?   disillusionment can fall […]

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2 Poems

Glasgow Nights The city falls in bursts of light around me. I am falling too. Life in the shape of cars float across the Kingston Bridge. Inside each car, the drivers daydream. Hand on wheel, foot on pedal, driving into the sky; faces calm as mannequins. The bridge simply carries them. She is obedient and […]

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Going to my father’s house: a history of my times

 Chapter 9, Passages: Industrial Jerusalem                                             the cotton clouds, those white ones                                             into which without a word the breath                                             of legions of human beings had been absorbed.                                                                           W. G. Sebald, After Nature                     Map 1, Ordnance Survey map, Gorton, Lancs ,CW12,1935      Lines. In this Ordnance […]

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The Castleford Sutra

  The Castleford Sutra “is it not delightful to have a friend come from afar?” Confucius I. Descent My Lord the Bodhisattva Mahasattva looks down as the obese and diabetic roll along Methley Place on mobility scooters, considers descent, whose aid, if any, he might enlist, his own fallibility. Dawn but no sunrise. Chris Stanton […]

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COVIDeo Diaries #1: TESTING TIMES, by Lauren Valensky

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The Rainbow of Hope by Grace Greaves

Year 9 Altrincham Lizzie ran home from school, rushed into her flat and sat beside her mum in front of the TV. The Prime Minister was on the screen again, gesturing and addressing the country about the current situation. Just since last week comments, research and information about coronavirus had flooded the internet, spilling out […]

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Judges Comments: The Graham Greene Film Review Competition

            On behalf of my fellow judges, Emma Clarke and Jo Wilson, I would first like to congratulate the organisers of this first Graham Greene Film Review Competition, and then, most heartily, commend all those who entered this inaugural contest which has, of course, taken place in the dark shadow […]

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Winning Review: Andrew Key for Fruitvale Station

  Judges’ Comments: Fruitvale Station, a searing 2013 docu-drama about the last day in the life of a young African American man shot by police in the San Francisco Bay area in 2008. We thought: ‘The writing is controlled and intelligent and denotes the reviewer’s admiration for the film while allowing the reader to make up […]

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First Runner-Up: Catherine O’Sullivan for The Assistant

Judges’ Comments: The very, very close first runner-up was Kitty Green’s recent The Assistant, a claustrophobic drama set in a film production office. This, we all agreed, was ‘an impressive review that flows easily between critiquing the film itself and a dialogue about the world it exposes. There is an intelligent analyst at work here.’ […]

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Second Runner-Up: Maddy Fry for The Green Mile

  Judges’ Comments: The Green Mile, Frank Darabont’s epic 1999 adaptation of Stephen King’s Death Row drama: the critic thought it a ‘masterpiece’ and argued ‘passionately’ in its favour. We also felt the reviewer ‘shined a nicely ironic eye on the subject matter’s outdated view on women and race, noting the imbalances but setting them […]

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A Poem by Winston Ado-Kofie

Year 10 Trinity Bunched up on the shelf, keeping to myself. Store is ready to open, I hope I get chosen. The clock strikes the hour, people surge through with power. Rushing, leaping, grabbing, crushing, sweeping, nabbing. Fingers flex in anticipation, “Oh no! This is an assassination!” Strong, burly hands grab my house, along with […]

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A Letter to the World by Sama Sameer

Year 9 TEMA Dear Earth, Today seems great, It’s the beginning of a new year, A fresh, clean slate. It’s a beginning of an era, And the end of an old one. The decade seems bright and new, But I am here from the future; I’m warning you. Some things will change, And horrifically, some […]

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A Letter by Paige Hamilton

Year 7 Our Lady’s RC Dear Future Paige, How are you doing? How’s Mum and Dad? How are the brats? Of course, I mean our darling sisters. I’m doing okay, we’re still in lockdown (week twelve to be precise). It’s been tough, I’m not gonna lie. Somedays I’m not even getting out of bed until […]

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Haven’t You Heard by Madeleine Storer

Year 11 Urmston He sat in his chair, hunchbacked, with his eyes fixed on the pages. To everyone else he was reading, but really, he was in a foreign world where he could taste the words on the tip of his tongue, hear them as they floated from the paper and chattered in his ears. […]

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As the Doors Shut by Josh Cummings

Year 9 Rivington and Blackrod As the doors shut the statues in the town wake up. They walk around the empty pavement which miss the shop go-ers. Scattering across the town as they find the treasure they need. Outside the stadium the floodlights cry for their lights to switch on in the rain and fog […]

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Mausoleum Man by James Tyrell Brown

Year 12 Xavierian Oh longest time yiv dreamt, me Mausoleum Man, Coffed in Mummy’s Charnel home stove ’round your stonewings’ span, You Monk brod in yar cell, ‘tween bunkous sellow stone sainwalls, All hued in Olden Woldic green, by lichen spattered greenfalls. You Embalm-ee bequested: just unnatural light for me; So acid lamps cast all […]

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A Poem by Jacob Rashidi

Year 7 Co-op Academy Some of us must stay at home And not go out the door Some of us are working Like we’ve never worked before Some of us are falling out With siblings, Dads, and Mothers Some of us are reaching out And looking after others Some of us are keeping busy Doing […]

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Liberty by Freya Stanley

I caught the scent of rain as it started to descend from the unpromising sky above. Each droplet of it was so miniscule I had to focus hard to see it falling to the ground. I stepped out of my house and felt the refreshing drops fall gently onto my skin. A light breeze delicately […]

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Chaos Rides Our Lives by Fatimah Naser

Year 11 Whalley Range Chaos rides our lives. Schools, hotels, flights, airports, public gatherings all cancelled. I don’t know what to call this: strike 2 of the plague, a chapter from a dystopian novel, a scene from a grotesque horror movie- no words can truly exhibit the bewilderment that’s driving everyone’s minds towards madness. Everything […]

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The Cause of the Pandemic: One Survivor by Farah Al-Rikabi

Year 8 Levenshulme Bang! Smash! “Professor Christopher, we need to tell the citizens the truth!” a woman with a lab coat and blond curls told the man beside . “How can we risk our entire company being sacked, Don’t you see! We will all be on our own with our families living in the streets! […]

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A Day of Lockdown by Elliot Taylor

Year 8 Rivington and Blackrod I stretch my arms wide into the air and squint my eyes at the bright light shining into my bedroom through the curtains. ‘What a beautiful day’ I think to myself as I crawl out of bed. I stand up and walk over to my drawer pulling out shorts and […]

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The Quiet in the Storm by Caitlin Bones

Year 9 Urmston The world has always been deafening. As the world spluttered to life, I’d awaken to the sound of my relentless alarm screaming, forcefully reminding me that I couldn’t live, wrapped up, in the arms of my peaceful dreams forever. With a flick of a switch, I’d silence the screaming and collapse back […]

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Prison Life by Armaan Shahzad

 Year 8 Burnage Day 1 My name is Armaan Shahzad and it is the 23rd of March 2020. The beginning of the year has been horrible: both Australia and Brazil caught fire, Kobe Bryant died and there were rumours of WW3. Just to make life easier, a lethal disease called “COVID-19” decided that now was […]

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Alice Courtney

Year 12 Holy Cross RC Jennifer lives alone in a fourth floor flat near the centre of Manchester. She works from home and has the shopping delivered to her door each week. She’s recently started a diary documenting her lockdown experience. She hasn’t been out for 6 weeks. 8:00 am Morning wake up. Alarm going […]

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Three Ethiopian Contemporary Women Poets

Three contemporary Ethiopian women poets from the first ever anthology of Ethiopian Amharic poetry, Songs We Learn from Trees, just published by Carcanet Press KEBEDECH TEKLEAB Cotton-life This era of exile winds its spindle of raw cotton before the seed is removed and life bursts out, before the cotton is combed, before it is roved and […]

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Adam Wyeth Interview with Colette Bryce

I corresponded with Colette in the summer and autumn months of 2018, amid the publication of her Selected Poems. She was based in Newcastle-Upon-Tyne at the time, and our emails covered many of the highlights from her distinguished publishing career. Bryce is Derry-born and was a recipient of the Eric Gregory Award. Her poetry has […]

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Waiting for Liz’s Honda

  His wife’s hospital room was calm now, and the visitors knew not to visit. Not yet, anyway. He turned to face Greta’s bed. The fresh daffodils he’d put in the vase a few days prior had started to wilt, and the speckled petals looked a lot like her papery skin. The white walls had […]

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2 Poems

Outtakes The world occurs to me. I feel my way into the space and cooling air outside, leaving behind an article about the bridge collapse in Genoa, a city I once visited, the sun, now (relatively speaking) level with the upstairs windows, setting, slumping down and to the right, which seems completely insignificant. I destroy […]

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