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Happy weekend one and all. I hope you are all enjoying yourselves. In addition to your scheduled Strange Horizons viewing this week we have several big changes to announce in the poetry department.

With great regret we say goodbye to MJ Cunniff who has served on the poetry team for two years. We have all hugely enjoyed the poems MJ has selected for the magazine and are sad to see them go.

This obviously left us with a bit of a gap in the department, but we were thrilled to welcome back an old face - Romie Stott, who many of you may remember from days of yore. We know how great Romie's editorial instincts are and look forward to seeing what exciting poems we get to publish with her onboard. Welcome Romie!

Last but not least, we are very pleased to announce that as of the next reading period (starting on March 1st) all poetry submissions will be handled using our Moksha submissions portal. This should make the way we publish poetry quicker, easier and more efficient, which can only be a good thing.

That was the poetry department update; we now return to our scheduled broadcasting.



Jane Crowley is deeply enthusiastic about tea, being in and around water, and things with wings (mechanical or avian). By day she is a marketer for a UK university. By night she writes poetry and other miscellaneous fragments that occasionally find a home and get published. You can find her on Twitter at @j_e_crowley.
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26 Sep 2022

Would a Teixcalaanli aristocrat look up at the sky, think of Lsel Station, and wonder—with Auden—"what doubtful act allows/ Our freedom in this English house/ our picnics in the sun"?
I propose that The Expanse and its ilk present us with a similar sentiment, in reverse—a warning that for all the promise of futurism and technological advancement, plenty of new, and perhaps much worse futures are right before us. In the course of outrunning la vieux monde, we may find that we are awaited not simply by new worlds to win, but also many more which may yet be lost.
where oil slurped up out of the dirt, they drink the coffee
Science fiction is a genre that continues to struggle with its own colonialist history, of which many of its portrayals of extractivism are a part. Science fiction is also a genre that has a history of being socially progressive and conscious – these are both truths.
Bring my stones, my bones, back to me
If we are to accept that the extractive unconscious is latent, is everywhere, part of everything, but unseen and unspoken, and killing us in our waking lives, then science fiction constitutes its dreams.
they are quoting Darwish at the picket & i am finally breathing again
Waste is profoundly shaping and changing our society and our way of living. Our daily mundane world always treats waste as a hidden structure, together with its whole ecosystem, and places it beyond our sight, to maintain the glories of contemporary life. But unfortunately, some are advantaged by this, while others suffer.
Like this woman, I am carrying the world on my back.
So we’re talking about a violence that supplants the histories of people and things, scrubbing them clean so that they can fuel the oppressive and unequal status quo it sustains.
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