SAMANTHA TERRELL - POET / EIC, SHINE Poetry Series
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January 8~ BOOK FEATURE: Ewen Glass

1/8/2026

 
Today SHINE is pleased to continue this month's series of poetry book reviews, with the delightful work of Ewen Glass. His chapbook, If You Stand in the Corner of the Spare Room You Can Just About See the Sea (Inkfish Press), is sure to move. You can read my review below, and purchase your copy by clicking on the book cover image. Congratulations, Ewen, on your fine work!
In If You Stand in the Corner of the Spare Room You Can Just About See the Sea (Inkfish Press), poet and screenwriter Ewen Glass crafts a delicate collection full of weight. Exploring the contradictions of what it is to be human, and our need to fulfill the unfulfillable, a reader is greeted with words that resonate and emotions that fill the gaps between what’s viewable and what’s not. For me, stand-out poems include: I Can’t Sustain You, Feast, and Winter Solstice. Don’t miss this short but poignant book.

-SAMANTHA TERRELL, EIC
SHINE international poetry series

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Ewen Glass is a screenwriter and poet from Northern Ireland who lives with two dogs, a tortoise, and a body of self-doubt. His poetry has appeared in the likes of Okay Donkey, Maudlin House, HAD, Poetry Scotland, and One Art.

​On Bluesky/X/IG: @ewenglass


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    In poetry,
    Samantha Terrell, EIC
    SYLVIA PLATH
    Stars Over the Dordogne

    Stars are dropping thick as stones into the twiggy
    Picket of trees whose silhouette is darker
    Than the dark of the sky because it is quite starless.
    The woods are a well. The stars drop silently.
    They seem large, yet they drop, and no gap is visible.
    Nor do they send up fires where they fall
    Or any signal of distress or anxiousness.
    They are eaten immediately by the pines.

    Where I am at home, only the sparsest stars
    Arrive at twilight, and then after some effort.
    And they are wan, dulled by much travelling.
    The smaller and more timid never arrive at all
    But stay, sitting far out, in their own dust.
    They are orphans. I cannot see them. They are lost.
    But tonight they have discovered this river with no trouble,
    They are scrubbed and self-assured as the great planets.

    The Big Dipper is my only familiar.
    I miss Orion and Cassiopeia's Chair. Maybe they are
    Hanging shyly under the studded horizon
    Like a child's too-simple mathematical problem.
    Infinite number seems to be the issue up there.
    Or else they are present, and their disguise so bright
    I am overlooking them by looking too hard.
    Perhaps it is the season that is not right.

    And what if the sky here is no different,
    And it is my eyes that have been sharpening themselves?
    Such a luxury of stars would embarrass me.
    The few I am used to are plain and durable;
    I think they would not wish for this dressy backcloth
    Or much company, or the mildness of the south.
    They are too puritan and solitary for that--
    When one of them falls it leaves a space,

    A sense of absence in its old shining place.
    And where I lie now, back to my own dark star,
    I see those constellations in my head,
    Unwarmed by the sweet air of this peach orchard.
    There is too much ease here; these stars treat me too well.
    On this hill, with its view of lit castles, each swung bell
    Is accounting for its cow. I shut my eyes
    And drink the small night chill like news of home.

    ~~~

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