Twyckenham Notes

Contemporary Art & Poetry | est. 2017

COMING SOON . . .

. . . the reopening of Twyckenham Notes.

Twyckenham Notes went on hiatus after the summer of 2023 for personal, family reasons.

We are excited to return in 2026 reminagined—we’ll be publishing on a rolling basis throughout the year: poetry, art, photography, and essays. If it has a pulse, if it’s well-made, if it risks something—there will be room for it here.

You’ll also notice the masthead looks different. This relaunch comes with a reshaped staff, and I’m absolutely thrilled to welcome Morgan Fleming on board. The Joe Bolton Poetry Award will return as well. Full submission details to soon follow.

Thank you for your patience. If you’re reading this, you’re part of what comes next.

—Austin Veldman
February 28, 2026

“Cold morning, even sunlight
hunkered down.
Earth has borrowed the moon’s pallor,
certain, pure . . .”

— from “November” by Maria Berardi

PUSHCART PRIZE WINNER


“A few rungs from the top
of the hayloft ladder, my cousin

spreads his thin arms wide
and falls like a sparrow hawk

through invisible time. . . .”

Falling

by

Ron Stottlemyer

Issue Five