Pink Tulips
"I want our story to be one of fields of flowers and quiet sunsets. I
do not wish for violence."
Diffidence
"non est, ut putas, virtus, pater,
timere vitam, sed malis ingentibus
obstare nec se vertere ac retro dare."
The Source, HT23, Week 5
Featuring poetry from Nicole Gibbons and Charlotte Lai.
The Source, HT23 Week 3
"You are lost and found, and lost again"
Once Long Ago
In Once Long Ago, Jenny Robinson invites us to listen to the “dead tales of old gods long gone” struggling to find their place...
Dresse me my harpe
The speaker in Anna Cowan’s poem herself undertakes a myth-making activity in playing her harp. “It is time”, she declares, as she unshackles the...
The Demolished School
"Spending years of loneliness
sitting on that toilet seat, a haven
from slow lunch times with no friends, I knew the peeling paint
as if it were my own palm, cream cracking, exposing
the avocado green of the seventies."
As the smoke burns down to my fingers
To blink a bloodshot world away
And drink in rough, and burn, and heat
Until she comes to kiss the dark.
Sticky
Something crawls up my throat, more bitter than honey.
“Everywhere else, death is an end. Death comes, and they draw the curtains –”
Death comes, and they draw the curtains – Not in Spain. In Spain they open them.
49 Years of Matrimony
Agnes need not have walked in on them fucking to know what was going on.
Ode to an empty Oxford
"The quads no longer echo with passing, light-hearted exchanges or 3am stumbling returns from Hassan's."
Bringing together Oxford’s zines
In light of the current coronavirus situation, we at Cherwell are interested in bringing together student zines to publicise Oxford's writing community.
Many students in...
Remembering Wallace: Biography and Memory
'The End of the Tour' is a powerful biopic, but by all accounts it gets David Foster Wallace wrong. Does that matter?