Within by Sydney Clouts
You look long about you intent on the world on a midsummer day; the sea flames hard it is rumpled like tin, the sun is burning dimension away. If you cast a pebble down it will clatter on the [...]
Intimate Lightning by Sydney Clouts
Too succulent for quinces comes this fresh quo vadis, Africa the bud the blossom the scent the intimate lightning. Tusks traded for cash lie somewhere staling under hessian, to be fetched for [...]
Karroo Stop by Sydney Clouts
A whole trainful of coal like a soul burnt black in a hole or tunnel, passed us slowly. We were halted in our carriage. The roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, dragged painfully, each truck [...]
Featured Forgotten Poet of the Month: Sydney Clouts
“One can’t reason out one’s life…the water diviner is the intuition, the imagination, that frontal dream that leads us through our lives, however much our reason acts within our lives” – [...]
