Poetry: Seance at Tennis by Dana Goodyear
I play with an old boyfriend, to tease you out.
In white shorts that you’ve never seen before.
You storm – wind, panic in the tree.
Lyrical: That Summer Feeling by Jonathan Richman
When the cool of the pond makes you drop down on it/When the smell of the lawn makes you flop down on it/When the teenage car gots the cop down on it
Quote: “‘Just living isn’t enough,’ said the butterfly, ‘one must have sunshine, freedom and a little flower.’” – Hans Christian Anderson
Recipe: Smoked Salmon Tart
Anywhere But Here: The Gobbins, Larne, Northern Ireland