after Kurt Sepmeier’s reading of Michael Drayton’s ‘Since There’s No Help’ * The gasp ‘last!’ long-distance-wise largely because of our situations, po- tentially we knew it was futile and all …
The Hard Earth (Heather Taylor Johnson)
There is a mountain, my son, between us and from this side, here at the bottom where I am dressed appropriately in morning robe, where house mice scurry under the …
Riding back in the dusk (Anne M Carson)
Malmsbury, Victoria There’s no black like the black of trees silhouetted against sunset; matt, boot-black black. Baked-on Bakelite black, back-lit by the sky’s citrus tones – mandarin, orange and lemon …
fuel oxygen ignition (Alice Allan)
you’ve mellowed quite a bit your tinsel compliment a night in the country all grown up standing under a floodlight watching hundreds of winged hopefuls fling themselves at the whitegold …
Greek Summer (Nathanael O’Reilly)
For Tricia On the road from Patras to Corinth, I piss in petrol station toilets paved with marble, eat lamb, potatoes, tomatoes and feta, break bread worthy of dreams. In …
Carrying an injury (Penelope Cottier)
He cradles it, tender as any Mary ever caught in stained-glass web. Injury does not scream, but purrs, a kitten formed from bandages, rocked in the player’s embrace. Tender as …
Master of the Ghost Dreaming (Graham Akhurst)
A bloodied sunset reminds us That ghosts come from the ocean in the dark They bellow on trumpets And greedily watch sails flex Drawing them closer They leave their dreaming …
The Burden of Wings (David Adès)
At first, everything was blurred, beyond comprehension. Testing, I hovered above, taking in a new perspective, strange, troubling. I watched myself retreat, backed into a corner, on my knees, in …
Notes for a Small Revolution (Raphael Kabo)
One. Turn on the halogen lamps. See: The shed fills with light so golden You could knit it into a story. Happyeverafter fairytale where the prince Always marries his prince …
A BOX OF MATCHES (Mark William Jackson)
(Edited by Stuart Barnes) once I bought a box of matches because someone said it was art but regardless of what you call it it’s a box of firesticks …