by Sabine Wilson-Patrick | Aug 23, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
You Again across the street I am washed off my feet my heart splashes up into pieces as if someone has thrown a stone into the pool of me all these years I thought myself dry ground but I am a stream a loch a river brim full sequinned with...
by Sabine Wilson-Patrick | Aug 22, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
Grief shows me just another sunset Dusk is dancing & all the visual technologies at hand feel overwhelmed: mobile eye, pit pastels, graphic card. It’s down to language, then, imagine. Above parade pearlescent clouds looking more...
by Sabine Wilson-Patrick | Aug 5, 2026 | Featured, Translation, Word & Image
i chose the cat I placed my cold, white, thin fingers in the warm folds of catskin and hair but the cat spat and spoke dicer’s oaths, projecting catspittle through a small red toothless space, keeping one yellow pirate eye fixed on the hem of my...
by Sabine Wilson-Patrick | Jul 31, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
Beginner’s Italian In Italian I have no inner life. With no past or future tense My needs are immediate. I have hunger. I eat. I have thirst. I drink. I have the name for wine not peas. The heat is good. I want. Yes, I sleep well, thank...
by Sabine Wilson-Patrick | Jul 30, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
I sit on the grass and listen to the earth purring rose is thirsty rose senses water rose root rummages in the earth rose root punctures lung and frontal lobe rose stem is a green straw sucking rose stem sways like a tail rose thorn is a...
