Category: Art

  • ‘Angel on High’ and other poems by Aoife Read

    ‘Angel on High’ and other poems by Aoife Read

    Angel On High   An angel came to me today, small and full of memories a hodgepodge of worn paint, and yellowed glue chipped on her edges and thick with the scent of my youth. Imperfect, old, barely there. You promised her to me when I was as small as her. Imperfect, young, barely there.…

  • Poems by Valentina Colonna translated by Pawel Sakowski

    Poems by Valentina Colonna translated by Pawel Sakowski

      Ho raccolto un’ombra quando salivo le scale. Stava giusto scendendo.   Mentre toccavo le tegole ho perso un’idea. Rotolava avvolta tra i panni. Poi il vento ha smosso le fila: è scivolata travolta di vuoti.   Il carro stava giusto passando. – Flatus Fluit Ad Fortunae Fossam –   Ho appena cambiato l’acqua ai…

  • Making ‘Den of Sibyl Wren’ by Salma Ahmad Caller

    Making ‘Den of Sibyl Wren’ by Salma Ahmad Caller

      Notes on Salma Ahmad Caller’s process for the making of ‘Den of Sibyl Wren’.    The Den of Sibyl Wren is my response to Chris Murray’s A Hierarchy of Halls published by Smithereens Press It is my response to words Chris wrote about how she feels about this poem, and what she sees in her…

  • Patterns of Sensation – the bodies of dolls by Salma Caller

    Patterns of Sensation – the bodies of dolls by Salma Caller

    Silk Velvet Purse Doll Tiny invisible stitches hold rivets that hold rivulets Of silk ending in the darkness Where dreaming continues The sleeping and dreaming of her invisible body Silk Velvet Purse Doll A mille-feuille A body of a thousand layers A thousand gauze tissues A thousand substances Concealing a darkened chamber Entombing A heavy…

  • “Trompe L’Oeil” and other poems by Patricia Walsh

    “Trompe L’Oeil” and other poems by Patricia Walsh

    Trompe L’Oeil Tidied away, fast disappeared, what’s lost in the house isn’t lost. In a mid-sentence, blasting myths and fairytales I avoid the radiance of your eye. Hidden phallic symbols litter the test crunchy fallen leaves subdue the table reference books stand-offish, yet useful the clock, used to stares, reigns supreme. What escaped thought becomes…

  • “The Infinite Body of Sensation”: Visual poetry by Salma Caller

    “The Infinite Body of Sensation”: Visual poetry by Salma Caller

    Sound is a shell Sound is a shell An ear Curves of sound Vibrating and condensing air Echoes in a curved space An ocean in the shell of sound Pearls Things that stand in for other things The Witches Pouches Bags of velvet black Nets entangling objects Bones of birds The insides of shells Spells…

  • “The Surrealist ” by Csilla Toldy

    The Surrealist – honouring Leonora Carrington –   A young lady, treated as merchandise.   Society made no sense for Leonora, and her best friend the hyena.   She fell in love with a surrealist painting and sought out its creator to take him, too, on a free fall.   Life was real in France,…

  • SCA/OPES – by Nicole Peyrafitte

    SCA/OPES  –  by Nicole Peyrafitte

    SCA/OPES   Tidepools Westwing Lake Palourde           Tide Pools Encinitas, California, October 2013   Re-visiting Encinitas California & measuring the past:  “how to measure such distances how to count such measures” sz PJ   in step with Pacific ocean memories’ ebb & flow tide-pools of hardy organisms cast reflection but what measure…

  • “Blackjack” a bilingual volume of twenty contemporary Irish poets published by Singur Publishing

    Blackjack; A Contemporary Volume of Irish Poetry (Singur Publishing, 2016) Cover painted by Sorin Anca Coordinated by Dorina Șișu and Viorel Ploeșteanu The twenty Irish poets translated into Romanian for this volume are: Afric McGlinchey, Billy Ramsell, Breda Wall Ryan, Christine Murray, Damian Smyth, David Butler, Dean Browne, Edward O’Dwyer, Eileen Sheehan, Eleanor Hooker, Eugene O’Connell,…

  • from “breath(en) flux ” by Michael McAloran

    I # .…silence yes/ silenced yes/ as if to ever having done with it/ stripped solace no/   vital lapse in all depth of becoming-un/ as if because it were unto/ ash unto/   no/ pure as never was/ ever was/ given to yet it cannot/ asks of dust what climb or other than /…