Issue Twelve • Issue Twelve Poetry • Poetry
November 25, 2021
by Mary Chydiriotis (Lesvos, Greece, 1942) Artemis is small and nimble apron loaded with courgettes pockets crammed with parsley...
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by Lorraine Gibson I’m drinking ancestors’ tears, praising their liquid forms — sip, sip — savouring them oh so slowly in...
by Nathanael O’Reilly I split wood on the back verandah while woodsmoke wafted from the chimney, watched Aussie Rules on Sunday...
Pauline Lewis Along a track so arid and forlorn Maree left behind in the distance A nine-hour drive to the infamous location To delve into...
Disproportionate Experiences by Devika Brendon It’s what we focus on that we make significant. We can drive ourselves mad By zooming in...
by Sam Morley I am in the shed sweeping when my neighbour knocks at the front door and tells my partner her husband is cheating....
Issue Eleven • Issue Eleven Poetry • Poetry
June 22, 2021
By Jess Roscioli The beginning was bliss. A desire, with a depth – more forceful than the ocean we met along. Purity,...
by Bethany Cody Fat tears won’t flood the lake. A head full of summer memories. She stayed at yours, you stayed up late. Cut your...
By Bradlee Jennings Talaleu was the fearless goddess who wrangled flesh and air, Willing me into existence. Healthy yet homeless, I...
by Rob McKinnon Surreptitious stowaways to the flourishing city hiding in groaning ships from contaminated ports. Finding...
by Bethany Cody Born of the beach, a young man from Taffs Well, gateway to the valleys, an immigrant living along the flat shores of...
by Josh Kee Era of Plastic. When Raegan Passed new toy laws, Hasbro wanted stake. Seeking new concepts, Hasbro went to the...
Issue Ten • Issue Ten Poetry • Poetry
November 23, 2020
by Jane Frank 1. Clotho I feel her thread spinning, spooling ahead through a sea of guinea grass as I run down the hill to...
by Vasilka Pateras The rust of empire has crumbled desiccated flakes float— over once traversed lands stocked with wild tribes ...
by Vasilka Pateras Monastic caves of Kalishta, stone crevasses of solitude on bare floors a monk’s prayer in worldly denial – ...
by Srinjay Chakravarti After the emperor’s head has been chopped off, the royal executioner is paid his wages by his new masters. Till...
by Srinjay Chakravarti The dark river, draped like a clinging wet sari around the fleshy curves of rocks and boulders. Against an...
by Ellen Shelley The old bones of this house settled around my feet, called me home. In this far from where I grew up place, I...
by David Atkinson Her brother, she must see for herself, walking south, alone; choking, astringency, fetid grit of the street. ...
by Magdalena Ball It was over in an hour a thousand people in an hour. Who dared count the weary passengers disembarking cramped...
by Magdalena Ball He knew how to read the weather, the synoptic, the radar strong winds, showers the rain was coming. He knew a...
by Mary Chydiriotis At the port of Mytilene cinnamon filled pockets of air float past along the waterfront a café sells Bougatsa made...
Issue Nine • Issue Nine Poetry • Poetry
June 15, 2020
by Edna Heled Germany. To think that we can look to you for comfort and hope at a time of paralyzing fear the world will...
by Chris Armstrong Dad looks up from the page, sees me —startles as if I were death itself; lurking, watching. Hello. He...
by Hugh McMillan A Picture of the vessel Agnes, near Dockfoot Taken here most likely, at this mooring now swamped by...
by Angela Costi – 1965, Regatta Hotel, QLD Rosalie and Merle clasped their ‘cold ones’, forced their smiles,...
by James Walton Sometimes it was my turn to buy the shilling’s worth of broken biscuits from the new Summerhill shops then...
Issue Eight • Issue Eight Poetry • Poetry
December 1, 2019
By Anna Forsyth Someone slides open a drawer carefully her gloved hands steady from practice. Hector’s locked box was at the...
By Devika Brendon Like a marmoset With those gripping fingers Surprising strength Stretched out full length Ears like a headset How...
By Jill Jones What remains of us at night The weight of respiration the insects we swallow the division of thought into chemical...
