Horse serrations vibrate floorboards ta’ squeal a rockin’ billycock woe · · an’ we was diggin’ ditches an’ shovelin’ mud an’ burnin’ faeces when the Caterpillar said sorry, sorry was for …
The Upstairs Food Court (Andrew Galan)
Rubber tyre rolls bain-marie aisles grips heavy toddler centrifugally snug three kids run beside reaching pushing scream delight across fluorescent tiles tread bounces down metal staircase arm waves round’n’round …
The List Grows (Emilie Collyer)
This is what you can’t do. It’s a list that grows. Like that taunt boys used to write on blackboards: the more you rub the bigger it gets. Pink …
Wrinkled Time (Gabrielle Bryden)
Madeleine L’Engle wrinkled time. crumples, crinkles, dips waves, ripples, loops stringy twirls oscillating tendrils freewheelin’ in non-linear time Breath ceases, baby cries for the first time, life …
The Petrov Poems: Done (Lesley Lebkowicz)
He slides the documents out of the KGB safe into an envelope and settles his future under his shirt – its straight edges buckle against his belly. He buttons …
The Petrov Poems: A charm to keep him safe (Lesley Lebkowicz)
He won’t leave until April the third, the day his successor is due. He’ll tie up all the loose ends and hand over the codes the accounts his notes. …
The Petrov Poems: Booze (Lesley Lebkowicz)
He buys the lovely stuff duty-free as a diplomat. The spirits are sealed in their bottles like genies in jars. Bialoguski helps load up the car and they’re away. …
The Petrov Poems: Snake (Lesley Lebkowicz)
Dusya knows she looks good. Western clothes flirt with her hips and breasts while her blonde hair curls like a film star’s. She sees how men look. (They may …
The Petrov Poems: Canberra (Lesley Lebkowicz)
Over the coming weeks Verity La will be publishing a series of poems by Canberra-based poet Lesley Lebkowicz exploring the infamous Petrov Affair. The poems, ‘Canberra’, ‘Snake’, ‘Booze’, ‘A Charm . …
Duck Part 2 (Andrew Galan)
Two six-fingered blue arms loop around black, black, black boiling ink. It should not gawk; but with toes pigeoned around night’s dark dirt, the storm-cloud to salmon tulip is an …