Angela Meyer reviews Iran: My Grandfather by Ali Alizadeh
…by in prison. The complexity, the abstraction – these are things Salman can understand, not reason nor faith. ‘The rose that does not assume the heart’s colour/Shall be mired in the…
Cassandra L Atherton: Neck
…delicious down at the base of her neck, imagining green apple shampoo foam gliding slowly down her neck. He pictured the crystal beads of water leaping from the shower rose….
Gabriela Mistral: translation by Stuart Cooke
Gabriela Mistral (1889-1957) was born in the small northern-Chilean town of Vicuña. She rose from near-poverty to acheive a significant international reputation not only as a poet, but also as…
Claire Potter
…really right? Three metres apart but never so well expressed of open air O my rose you whisper tap-dancing to curtain fall encore? The…
Ankur Betageri
…my purpose they let me go I slept over them like on the warm sunny beaches and looked at the sun take the sea with it and when I rose…
Tim Wright Reviews Pam Brown’s True Thoughts
…Sydney summer with its rain, heat and frangipanis smeared on the footpath. Both poems, too, juxtapose the luxuriance and privilege of water (sailing, sparkling waves, the ‘Rose Bay Afloat’) with…
Ivy Alvarez
…meadow, two hours after dawn, nightgown fluttering in her wake as the sun gilded the hills, the mist rose pale blue, a scentless smoke. Where she stood, she was a…
Usha Kishore
…Of the Moon (after reading Kylie Rose) For the dynasty of the Moon, A hundred thousand lives lost in verse… Metres of battle scanned into Krishna’s eternal song – A…
Simon West
…all the birds were facing south. Lime trees, we reminded ourselves. Lime tea at all hours. And a flock of pigeons rose – no, click of slats as old…
Enoch Ng Kwang Cheng; translations by Yeo Wei Wei
…– in memory of the time spent with Boey Kim Cheng in Sydney After the wind died down, ruins rose from the water. The rain poured, making haste, making…