Two haibun by Jeff Winke

It’s that KWISH…… sound of the truck’s air brakes backing up snug tothe loading dock’s battered pads in the middle of thenight.windshield rainsmell of hot drip coffeefrom the thermos~ ~ ~ ~ ~The Sign As They Likely DashedAt 2am it is a curious but welcome sight –...

New podcast by Ken Head

Here's our latest poetry podcast recording, courtesy of PoetCasting.co.uk. The poem – Winter Collection – is by regular IS&T contributor Ken Head and taken from his new digital chapbook published by Snakeskin.* Instructions: To access this podcast: click on...

Sarah Ann Watts is down among the books

One more time ‘This is the place where they house the dead books. This is where we store the tales that no one reads any more. It’s like a graveyard though paper is slower to decay than flesh. I am the guardian. Let me show you around, help you settle in, make...