Monthly Archives: April 2018
Hamish Scott
I the leibrarie I Whan yung at streek o day A ran an ainlie een wis windaes saw; nou auld an tae the leibrarie the hail toun sees me traivel slaw But in the leibrarie A fin thare’s nane tae … Continue reading
Sunita Thind
The Barging ‘Buddhi’ I used to sink into my Buddhi’s cinnamon and homely bosom. This barging Buddhi permitted some unwitting pedestrian to pass on the way to the shops. ‘Meera dhaal kaani’ she would utter. ‘I want to eat lentil … Continue reading
Raymond Miller
Wigwam These miniatures we reproduced from saliva, blood and juice once served to bind us as a glue, called a truce on warring troops and propped us up until the group had borne enough. Then bairns were insubordinate or simply … Continue reading
Ray Whitaker
THE DIPLOMAT Leaning on the ship’s rail Water below rushing by Deep sea Mediterranean blue waves moving past behind Deep human thoughts going forward A person is not their work identity A person is the being inhabiting the body What … Continue reading
Louise Wilford
Examining The essays I’m marking are all about that war: they’ve read the books, while sitting in the malls, and watched the grainy battles playing out inside their skulls, from seats safe in the stalls. They’ve visualised the flinch from … Continue reading
Joe Balaz
FALSE DIAMONDS Da would be prophets are proselytizing and false diamonds are everywheah capturing da holy sunlight dats streaming down from da clouds. Da priest-slash monk-slash pastor looks at his disingenuous gems while he lights some incense and sniffs it … Continue reading
The Open Mouse 