Two tankas from Spiros Zafiris

by | Aug 6, 2011 | Prose & Poetry

*sometimeshe sees a beast in the mirrorwith a horse's headhe confronts his hands–hooflike–blink it away, he rails*I well knowthe soft plop onto mattressa cat producessuch visits, from vile dimensions,a channeler learns to ignore*Spiros Zafiris is a...

Daniel Sluman writes 'Dear Samaritans..'

by | Aug 5, 2011 | Prose & Poetry

Dear Samaritans, I’m writing this to let you know that everything’s ok now The last time we spoke  I was smearing the red flag of myself around the tub;  the bottle & knife clinking  in my hand. I mentioned that since I was a child  I have...

Lynn Woollacott on the absence of streetlights

by | Aug 4, 2011 | Prose & Poetry

The Night They Turned Off the Street Lights in Our Town five thousand pink-footed geese landedin the cemetery grounds,crowded on wings of angels,gaggled on ledges in front of coloured glass,pulled grass between gravestones. Sand martins circling the...

Some flash from Jack Semmens

by | Aug 3, 2011 | Prose & Poetry

WindAs he often does, Helen’s 80 year old father had decided not to speak to her for the whole day.    This time the old man’s silence has irritated and upset her so, after supper, she leaves the house to walk the promenade in the dark air to settle...