Song of the First Men

I board a bus to the city beneath
the tunnels under train-lines,

pass the chapel of chapped brick
and drop down in the crypt,

dig the dirt and deeper through
lose my nails until I find

solid proof that the myths were true
that the men were once alive.

—Shaun Hill


Shaun Hill is a recent Pushcart nominee and was one of five UK writers nominated and selected for the Apples & Snakes | Jerwood Arts: Poetry in Performance Programme (2020-21). His work has previously appeared in Magma, Impossible Archetype, Radical Art Review, on BBC Radio 4, and elsewhere. His debut collection, warm blooded things, will be published by Nine Arches Press in Autumn this year.