Oliver Southall: Excerpt from The Willow’s Eye

§Catkins press from the willow’s cupped buds. I imagine the crescendo hum of slow and bulbous bees, remember last year’s earlyChiffchaff, whirled among the outer branches, frantic with its migrant hunger. I remember squirrels, too, munching catkins like corn-on-the-cob. How they dangle with afuck-you attitude from their tails. §Last winter, storm winds pulled down anotherContinue reading “Oliver Southall: Excerpt from The Willow’s Eye”

Kofi Fosu Forson: At a Loft Party in Soho, I Stare at David Hockney Painting

Russian bath house, sophisticated women bathe men, egg yolk and waterBlack Elvis holds court at a country club playing guitar, country bluesWhere would he call home, Washington Square or streets of Nashville?At night he dreams of Las Vegas, classical Mona Lisa and her muse MatteoDance to Joy Division. Sweat seeps into her skin as sheContinue reading “Kofi Fosu Forson: At a Loft Party in Soho, I Stare at David Hockney Painting”

Mike Sweeney: Tortoise Maze

Mike Sweeney  Mike Sweeney’s M.F.A. (1990) from the University of Connecticut began a core interest in social engagement and bridges between visual and textual literacy. His 2019 interview in LandEscape Now! 10th edition was bookended by duo and solo exhibitions at the Hartford Public Library ArtWalk and the Pegasus Gallery at MXCC. In 2020 andContinue reading “Mike Sweeney: Tortoise Maze”

Emily J Helen: Why I stopped meditating and started screaming

Something switched within melike enlightenment.The avocados weren’t ripe,I had been laughing for too long,lips usually lotus flowerscracked from chewing discontentment.Writing became gravestone etching:mourning the dead.As bitter as burnt jasmine,three of swords wielded upright,my mouth chiselled itselfinto a machete; I stabbedthe closest hearts in the radius. Emily J Helen Emily J Helen is an English LiteratureContinue reading “Emily J Helen: Why I stopped meditating and started screaming”

Lara Delmage: The Artists

The emperor walks into the life-drawing studio. A grubby four-walled establishmentdecked out with green plastic chairs, charcoal smears and a toilet. They greet the artists,all seated in a neat ring around the circumference of the studio – if a grubby four-walledestablishment can have a circumference. The emperor smiles at each artist. The artists allwear greyContinue reading “Lara Delmage: The Artists”

M P Pratheesh: Water

വെള്ളം /ഈ കൈകളിലേക്ക് നോക്കൂ, അദൃശ്യമാണ് ഉള്ളിലൊഴുകുന്ന നദികൾ.ചോരയും അതിന്റെ പാതകളും. ഈ ഇരുണ്ട നിറമുള്ള ഇലകളുമതെ.കൈവെള്ള എല്ലാം ഓർമ്മിയ്ക്കുന്നുണ്ട്. ചോരയേയും മുറിവിനേയുംവെള്ളത്തേയും. മുറിവ് ചോരയെ കാട്ടിത്തന്നു. ഇലകൾ മുറിവായകൾകൂട്ടിത്തുന്നിയുറക്കി. കൈകൾ ഉടലുകളിൽ തൊട്ടു. എല്ലാം ഈ വെള്ളത്തിൽകലരുന്നു. എല്ലാ മുറിവുകളും ഉണങ്ങുന്നു. കവിതാവസ്തുക്കൾ: മനുഷ്യശരീരം, ‘വെള്ളം’ എന്ന് അച്ചടിച്ച കടലാസു തുണ്ട്,മുറികൂട്ടിച്ചെടി (Hemigraphis alternata)യുടെ ഇല.~ Translation: Water /Look at my palm, the rivers flowing in are invisible. Blood andContinue reading “M P Pratheesh: Water”

Daniel Pounds: Plato’s Table

Philosophy is nostalgia.All courses have been terminated.Plato’s table is availablein two sizes in a grey oak veneer.Dimensions L116cm x D116cm x H32cm Daniel Pounds Dan Pounds (he/him) is a working class writer hoping to get a first pamphlet out in the world. He achieved BA (Hons) English & American Lit. at UEA and MA InformationContinue reading “Daniel Pounds: Plato’s Table”

Pragya Suman: Red Poppies of Vincent

Auvers is red and red, as red poppies are seekers of infinite sleep and petals are still in closed fist. A master stroke of impressionist splutters the infinite cerulean sky. One day petals would kiss a painter’s brush.When Vincent’s fingers tighten, poppie’s petals look lax.Look, green yews are gazing, the revelation is standing at theContinue reading “Pragya Suman: Red Poppies of Vincent”

Elee Kraljii Gardiner: Blank Time & Time Stitch

Elee Kraljii Gardiner Elee Kraljii Gardiner is the author of two poetry books, Trauma Head, winner of the Cogswell Award for Literary Excellence,and serpentine loop, nominated for the Souster Award. She is the editor of the anthologies Against Death: 35 Essays on Living, a finalist for the Montaigne Medal and Hoffer Grand Prize,and V6A: Writing from Vancouver’s Downtown Eastside, a City of Vancouver BookContinue reading “Elee Kraljii Gardiner: Blank Time & Time Stitch”

Alicia Hayden: When the Whale Sang/ The Whale’s Song

It sounds a bit like the feeling of watching honey seep through milk. A thick, luxurious, gorgeous sound.A feeling of deep reverberations, which echo through a vast, vastamphitheatre. But his stage, once packed with kaleidoscope fish and pastel coral, is an empty shell.A hollow vessel. So, he moves on. And sings to the ocean –Continue reading “Alicia Hayden: When the Whale Sang/ The Whale’s Song”