While forest furs the earth, a subterrain shrugged from shrubbery and trees mulches over land’s rock-bones, our lungs unpleat and iron streams our veins. 'The Gleaning' Fay Musselwhite A new collection Out now from Longbarrow Press longbarrowpress.com/2026/04/30/t...

It me.

While forest furs the earth, a subterrain shrugged from shrubbery and trees mulches over land’s rock-bones, our lungs unpleat and iron streams our veins. 'The Gleaning' Fay Musselwhite A new collection Out now from Longbarrow Press longbarrowpress.com/2026/04/30/t...

So the walking ends and we turn in at our doors and switch on the light and there are all the books in rows trying to tell us what we could have done. From ‘Nine Poems’, in Peter Riley's 'Truth, Justice, and the Companionship of Owls' longbarrowpress.com/featured-poe...

Designs for Spaceships #1: new work by @emmabolland.bsky.social, selected from collages, drawings, and assemblages produced & used by the artist as ‘objects to think with’. Drawing, papers, pigments, metal. Launch: Sat 23 May, 3-5pm, Reception Space at Bloc Projects, 71 Eyre Lane, Sheffield, S1 4RB

So the walking ends and we turn in at our doors and switch on the light and there are all the books in rows trying to tell us what we could have done. From ‘Nine Poems’, in Peter Riley's 'Truth, Justice, and the Companionship of Owls' longbarrowpress.com/featured-poe...

Few things arrive as beautifully & carefully sent as #poetry volumes from @longbarrowpress.bsky.social Strong recommend, absolute treasures to give or receive - go indulge: longbarrowpress.com/current-publ... 📚🎁 #BookSky

Oh right, if you are in Dublin on June 6, I both will and won't be. Performance, with others, and with Ellen Dillon, at re:verb (@cmakris.bsky.social, organizer). Tickets:

Same

Don’t tell me to report anything suspicious that I may see. Tell me instead how with rosy steps the morn advancing drives the shades of night away and standing barefoot on a Herdwick rug, earthfast, I’ll call to the common mind that it is needed, urgently, its common care. Peter Riley

It's true...

Loaded as it is with the means to bestow or withhold the elemental, a cloud is fragile too – all puffed up and overblown meringue whipped from stone. 'The Gleaning' Fay Musselwhite A new collection Out now from Longbarrow Press longbarrowpress.com/2026/04/30/t...

For the avoidance of doubt, AI sucks

'My mother grew sunflowers. I’d look out of the window and see them standing up straight against the back fence. She was always planting ahead of time. I understood, at last, what it meant, in the year of her death, to see the garden through its seasons.' longbarrowpress.substack.com/p/unrecovere...

I haven't read a Longbarrow book I didn't like! This one also looks amazing!!

"The Dutch River is with me now. I can't see it, I can't hear it, I can't reach it from here, but I can start to think with it." Dutch River longbarrowpress.substack.com/p/dutch-river Unrecovered Time longbarrowpress.substack.com/p/unrecovere... Point Zero longbarrowpress.substack.com/p/point-zero

Later.

Benchwork.

Who wouldn’t choose this? I’ve eight shades of autumn in skeins on the table beside them are five shades of sky, a river shimmers below in the basket with all that I need to make fire. 'The Gleaning' Fay Musselwhite A new collection Out now from Longbarrow Press longbarrowpress.com/2026/04/30/t...

Take thy rod and cast it in Pharaoh’s river, in the presence of his bailiffs, policemen and solicitors; where the maggots released from the feeder shall be transformed into serpents, devouring his salmons, trouts and barbels... 'Eely' Steve Ely Out now longbarrowpress.com/current-publ...

"A brilliant press." - Ian McMillan "You'll never see a dud from Longbarrow." - Charlie Connelly Current publications longbarrowpress.com/current-publ...

Line Drawing, Layered Print on Saunders Waterford Paper

"When I was not yet 13 I flew kites from my bedroom window. When I say kites I mean carrier bags that I tied to cotton reels and unspooled into the wind. There were collisions and snags but the line never frayed or snapped. It was a game that I played alone." longbarrowpress.substack.com/p/to-scale

In this week’s Swift Diaries post I reflect on empty May skies. open.substack.com/pub/cwjonesc... @longbarrowpress.bsky.social @sheffswiftnetwork.bsky.social @poet-markgoodwin.bsky.social @drjomaher.bsky.social

"When I was not yet 13 I flew kites from my bedroom window. When I say kites I mean carrier bags that I tied to cotton reels and unspooled into the wind. There were collisions and snags but the line never frayed or snapped. It was a game that I played alone." longbarrowpress.substack.com/p/to-scale

Glitch Semaphore A new work by @emmabolland.bsky.social Saturday 16 May Woodhouse Moor, Leeds, Woodhouse Lane, Leeds LS6 1SJ (at the intersection of paths near the centre of the park) Performances at 2pm and 2.45pm A sculpture-as-performance for eight or more people

Glitch Semaphore A new work by @emmabolland.bsky.social Saturday 16 May Woodhouse Moor, Leeds, Woodhouse Lane, Leeds LS6 1SJ (at the intersection of paths near the centre of the park) Performances at 2pm and 2.45pm A sculpture-as-performance for eight or more people

Zero sales this week, yay

Loaded as it is with the means to bestow or withhold the elemental, a cloud is fragile too – all puffed up and overblown meringue whipped from stone. 'The Gleaning' Fay Musselwhite A new collection Out now from Longbarrow Press longbarrowpress.com/2026/04/30/t...

Designs for Spaceships #1: new work by @emmabolland.bsky.social, selected from collages, drawings, and assemblages produced & used by the artist as ‘objects to think with’. Drawing, papers, pigments, metal. Launch: Sat 23 May, 3-5pm, Reception Space at Bloc Projects, 71 Eyre Lane, Sheffield, S1 4RB

Money flees the scenes of its crimes, bolts to its pile on the upland plains to laze on the plumpest cerulean upholstery, warding off gravity with icons and charms lifted from ancient tapestry tales. 'The Gleaning' Fay Musselwhite A new collection Out now longbarrowpress.com/2026/04/30/t...

Wesignation

Weslessness

Wes the Unready

"I have a plan and all I need is half of everything you own." 'Cazique' is Matthew Clegg's third full-length collection. You can read the title poem here: longbarrowpress.com/featured-poe...

"Land, class and nature run through these poems like family threads or mineral deposits." 'The Gleaning' Fay Musselwhite A new collection Out now from Longbarrow Press: longbarrowpress.com/current-publ...

Just make 20 copies of Ed Miliband and put them in charge of everything

I am resigning from Longbarrow Press to challenge the PM for the leadership. I haven't really thought this through, but I've made a draft policy list: Replace cycle lanes with swimming lanes Libraries in lorries Clouds as mobile billboards Oceans cooled by giant ice cubes in the shape of Nye Bevan

"Two millimetres west of the dashed line. I know exactly where I am. Between the red dot and the green dot. As close to nowhere as I’ve ever known. As close as I will ever get." 'To Scale': a walk from York to Goole longbarrowpress.substack.com/p/to-scale

Given that the electorate want better public services and lower taxes, thriving high streets and online shopping, less immigration and more migrant care workers (to look after granny), I'm backing Gandalf in the Labour leadership contest.

This sounds wonderful! Just ordered. Longbarrow Press publish some of the most beautiful poetry books out there. Also recommend my last purchase, 'The Footing' which contains the work of 7 poets including Fay Musselwhite.

While forest furs the earth, a subterrain shrugged from shrubbery and trees mulches over land’s rock-bones, our lungs unpleat and iron streams our veins. 'The Gleaning' Fay Musselwhite A new collection Published today by Longbarrow Press: longbarrowpress.com/2026/04/30/t...

Every movement of the pen, every abrasion of rock and paper is important. Now more than ever.

open.substack.com/pub/cwjonesc... In this, the second post of the year, I reflect on the swift bricks that have packed in and around our house’s dirty face. @longbarrowpress.bsky.social @drjomaher.bsky.social @sheffswiftnetwork.bsky.social @poet-markgoodwin.bsky.social

"I was 7 years old when Voyager left the Jovian system. I knew little or nothing of geopolitics. The race for the moon seemed distant, almost archaic, and faintly parochial. Voyager was something else. It wasn’t coming back." 'To Scale' longbarrowpress.substack.com/p/to-scale

Poetry post from the wonderful @longbarrowpress.bsky.social 👍

This remarkable and brilliant long poem by @steveeely.bsky.social is published by Sheffield's @longbarrowpress.bsky.social

There the fields sing no more, the road taken buried in connivance and time runs backwards to an empire of amnesia. What is the name for the shade of green where the holloway leads, where they travelled to follow the trade of their day? 'Article 50' Kelvin Corcoran