Volume 27, Issue 1 of Cider Press Review, April 2025 In the first issue of Volume 27, as we emerge from winter, transforming with
Rain falls before the earth is formed here then everywhere the frogs cry, and the swamp swims closer through the reeds, water, and mud.
You go hear the trad, concertina’s breathy tune, a fiddle’s weeping, tin whistle like a fog-shrouded dream, pint of the Black to set your
1. This slug is first to go stuck under a plastic six-pack nosing the roots of lemon gem marigolds— with a snap of my