Category: poetry

ONE POEM – Erin Jamieson

My hand slips—crushed pepper
fills the pot, the water is boiling
not simmering as you said, you said
I needed to be careful, but look now

ONE POEM – Brian Alkire

That albino slug
looks like mobile marzipan,
bending its neck for a nap
in the stitchwort
tufted beside the road.

ONE POEM – Paul Bavister

You slid the nit comb through my hair
then rinsed and laughed about how
you loved hunting them down

ONE POEM – Harriet Sandilands 

legs floating, brush of seaweed 
bulging water moves us 
up and down 
the shore seems very far away 

ONE POEM – Miriam Ashford

If you walk along a path
between forest and shore
between grains eroded by the sea
they were mountains once

INTERVIEW | Artist Mimi Kunz

I found that writing and art keep me sane, they’re like a room of my own in a time when I’m rarely alone.

TWO POEMS – Stephanie Powell

Am I livestock or the boning knife?
Amongst the timid lambs, half-dreaming

ONE POEM – Marianne Habeshaw

My family observes the emu cage. Beaks so vengeful, I realise we’re taking the piss.

ONE POEM – C.W.Bryan

I first saw her walking,
the folds of her ink blue dress
turning the earth;

POETRY IN TRANSLATION – Bartosz Konstrat, tr. Dawid Mobolaji

But from time to time it does exist. Something like a stray lash under the eyelid
trying to catch its last breath.

TWO POEMS – Cara L. McKee

at least the colour I’m told is
robin’s egg blue, like
boy-baby blankets, like
deep breaths of sunshine.

ONE POEM – Susan G. Byron

It’s these questions I have. (An astral whodunnit: a whydreamit).