Belinda Paxton
…rose, Elenor; My depression and self-hatred, my desire to mutilate myself with broken bottles, and numbness and crying fits, my inability to get out of bed for days and days,…
Caitlin Wilson reviews Thorn by Todd Turner
…and the hazy, rose-coloured mysticism of childhood memories. A frequent allusion in section one is the image of the tree, connected strongly with family and heritage. Family history is “sprung…
The Promise by Tony Birch reviewed by Margot McGovern
…fallen leaves and weeding the garden … on [his] knees, sifting through the rose beds with [his] bare hands’. A widower cannot rest in an empty bed, and laments that…
Magan Magan reviews Sweatshop Women Ed Winnie Dunn
…history? It looks like a collection of prose and poetry titled Sweatshop Women written by women from Indigenous, migrant and refugee backgrounds. Writers who courageously tackle difficult themes that demand…
Weekend’s end by Tim Wright reviewed by Chris Brown
…Wright appears constantly to be testing language against itself, seeking and sounding out, finally intuited combinations of language, that hold, despite an apparent elemental disparity. The passage here, whales rose…
Stephen Edgar
…few doors down the road. He stood beneath a street light, friendly-seeming, And when Luke reached him, up his right hand rose And down the strap flashed, curling like a…
Jo Langdon reviews Ephemeral Waters by Kate Middleton
…the shape of the poetry is itself a feature of this work. The enjambments are always accomplished and, importantly, the lines never slip into prose or the prosaic. When a…
Tenzin Tsundue In Conversation With Michelle Cahill
…2008 when Tibetans living in Tibet rose up in protest and people in the West were able to see it. So the Western stereotype of Tibet as Shangri-La is shattered….
Aimee Norton
…I do the same. Fear rose from them like startled birds. The No-girls quick-syllable words were bought behind counters stocked with lottery tickets and plastic saints. I pitied such shortsighted chastity….
Lara S Williams
…dark with pine branches. Bird feeders and bony rose stems dangled from the wood and tangled together until the two became one impenetrable force. Fresh snow sat on the grass…