Welcome to Shadowtrain, a gathering
of poems and other writings, from the lyrical to the innovative, whatever happens to sting and stun the editor.
September-October, 2015 Shadowtrain 44 Martin Stannard refuses
an offer from Ariel; Ann Matthews is torn between a boy band and a breeze block; Robert Okaji
looks for the answer in the page's hollows; Tristan Moss stops to explore the curves; Tina Morris
calls from the turmoil of a private place; Ian Humphreys watches from the wings; Collin Barber
imagines the deck outside; Paul Green drinks vodka under ancient prayer mats; Rupert M Loydell
lets it rain, lets it pour; Sarah Cave watches as the bottles float by.
Hop aboard while you can. This is the last Shadowtrain. My thanks to all those who have graced the carriages
with their company over the last nine years. Two of the poets in Shadowtrain 44 also appeared in the first Shadowtrain back in March 2006. Shadowtrain is preserved in its entirety by the British Library here as part of its Literature Collection. I hope in the the spring of 2016 to launch a new online journal.