Eric Low

…Our pet topic. Never mind what Rose K. said about not arguing at night. We’ll remember them for our next big bout. Right now, it’s all about how well the…

Sudesh Mishra

…smother of mudlove: A sprig of rose, Wisecracks imported From Scotland, Sixty bolts of excellent linen, And this town of course, A muddy tract of skin Which is the tract…

Notes on a Drowning by Laura Woollett

…stone angels. * ‘They call me The Wild Rose. But my name was Elisa Day’ (Kylie Minogue). * Elsinore cannot hold me. I have a yen for the forests of…

Kundiman, an Introductory Love Song by Joseph O. Legaspi

…its retreat home at Fordham University’s beautiful Rose Hill Campus in New York City.  Our roster of faculty members and guest speakers are a veritable list of who’s who in…

joanne burns

joanne burns is a Sydney poet. She has had many prose poems published, and is represented in The Indigo Book of Australian Prose Poems, Ginninderra Press 2011. Her most recent book is amphora, Giramondo Publishing 2011….

Christopher Phelps reviews Satori Blues by Cyril Wong

…Gratified when answers rose up in a field without questions. Eyelids lifted like hoods or wings, then a mise en abîme of eyes flying open, endless hoods and wings. Still,…

Cyril Wong

…of the ones who have chosen to stay? Crane after aesop The crane, unashamed of her ashen hue, rose to the firmament she had bragged about to the peacock of…

Jessie Tu

…to Sydney. She studied music at university having played the violin from the age of nine. She now teaches full time at the Rose Bay independent girls school Kambala and…