Tabernacle by P. R. Anderson
-from Night Transit You laid me between you and you held my breath. Day spread its sail over us, our shroud shone. We lay transfigured and yet world went on. […]
Reservoir by Michèle Betty
– from Dark Horse ~ after ‘First Lesson’ by Philip Booth In the reservoir, I recall a dead man’s float. Gliding from one side of circular cement walls to the […]
Syrian Villanelle by Linda Ann Strang
– from Star Reverse ~ for Sea Watch and the Polish border refugees My wishbone breaks within my wounded breast. In the foam of the sea, expectant women flail for […]
Infauna by Simon van Schalkwyk
– from Transcontinental Delay Cloudless before sunset, a day without fog, clear as white handkerchiefs waving away ships and present commitments. An apostrophe also for the duneless future. [...]
I Carry a Geography by Kobus Moolman
– from The Mountain Behind the House Calgary, Canada for Julia I carry a geography of the dark with me across oceans, frozen lakes, mountains whiter than ice, where wind […]
Mythology by Fiona Zerbst
– from In Praise of Hotel Rooms Roosters irradiate the dawn. Come day, this is my reminder, this is my gauge, and everything follows. Dipped sky, pale enclosure of grasses. […]
The Statues on the Pier by Chris Mann
– from Palimpsests ~ Port Alfred pier, Eastern Cape, South Africa A cold wind, buffeting in across a blank desolation of sea. Terns flung into the air, veils of sand […]
Kestrel by Brian Walter
– from Allegories of the Everyday Our windhover It’s easy now to slip uphill, in cars, snaking up these smooth tarred roads to the Valley of Desolation, sacrificing all the […]
Truth by by Beverly Rycroft
– From A Private Audience There was a party and the grown-ups sat on the stoep and drank whisky and gin. We played hide-and-seek. You chased me, I ran down […]
New House by Kobus Moolman
– From The Mountain Behind the House, There is no mountain at the front of our new house. There are only birds and thin fever trees. There are only […]
