Read Zak Klein’s poem about the moment runner Mo Farah crosses the finishing line.
No emotion spared; all taken,
Compressed into a diamond skull,
Then pushed out through a boyish, toothy gape.
Ever widening, exultant but curdling,
The anticipation worse than pain.
Taut skin bronzed by metallic avarice,
Silvered by allied shoals at the sidelines,
Hotter and brighter than a gold furnace,
While white chalk tingles at the end.
But as he strikes gold the eyes remain peeled,
Ripe lychee in the floodlights,
Quivering for the empirical, digital confirmation
Of a simple dream.
Forget their cries.
In this sickening vacuum of certainty,
Between fact and chronicle,
Time’s razor-edged shank
Swings like barbed weapons in the dark,
Awaiting nothing but the purest recognition,
The purest affirmation:
Zak is also writing something for Banner’s upcoming issue – and you can find more from him in issues 1 and 2.
Release TBC – the ‘fun and games’ issue.
Including: a vision of a nuclear explosion during London’s Olympics; interviews with artist Joshua Seidner, games maker James Wallis, and the anonymous author of Chameleon on a Kaleidoscope.
Plus: poetry from Will Nicoll, and prints from Rap Coloring Book.
If you'd like to contribute you can:
- Send us something to publish online. We aim to publish daily.
- Suggest an idea. We'll help you make it a piece we can publish.
- Respond to a 'call for submissions' for our magazine. We print once or twice a year.
- Reply to one of our existing pieces - in print or online. We love feedback, so send us some and we’ll publish it.
Submissions for issue #3 are closed. Details for #4 will be announced on this page, as and when.
To contact us about any of the above: bannermag [at] gmail.com