Leland Thoburn is no longer feeling brittle

by | Nov 5, 2010 | Prose & Poetry

BrittleIt had been five years. Five years of interminable aching before I could sleep, and five years of disbelieving when I awoke. Five years of not knowing what to do with myself at breakfast, dinner and lunch. Five years of remembering.But on the advent of the...

Rob A. Mackenzie on the empty page

by | Nov 2, 2010 | Prose & Poetry

World Class World class reputation became so much the norm among amateurs who had reviewed me positively that a cabinet for intangible effects was built, something like a cardboard box but not quite.  I worried that no one read my de rien sequence.Its...

Lucy Winrow remembers New Brighton

by | Nov 1, 2010 | Prose & Poetry

New BrightonAmongst the clunk of metal Dock yards and bitter sand storms Our feet dapple the spongy sand Marking, that we’ll get washed awayBreathlessly pressed up against the fort, The rock at my back Seaweed soaks me to the scalp, tainting it green, Blunting the...

Three short poems by Ingrid Andersen

by | Oct 30, 2010 | Prose & Poetry

It is a risk To open up words, unfold them to paper.  Found vowels, hidden sibilants chosen plosives  change shape on a page. (From Piece Work)  The succulent winter melonThe succulent winter melon lay halvedbefore us, seeds brimming its...

Rose Morales says 'How was I to know?'

by | Oct 29, 2010 | Prose & Poetry

The Fall How was I to know?He told me he was drivingto the mountains; a shortclimb to breath clear air and revel in the change of seasons.He said how he loved the brilliantcolors; he waxed melancholyat the coming of the chill, that lonelyfeeling when the year...