Category: Nomadics
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“Soon” and other poems by Lisa Bain
Soon “Let’s get together soon,” without setting a date is the tactic we always use to keep others on the line without actually giving of our time. You’ve made it clear you don’t have time for me, so why would I tell you my secret when everything would have to change? I’m torn. I’ll…
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“Tracing Rivers” and other poems by Leo Kuhling
Ambiguous Loss She is a mortician. You see she doesn’t move. No eyes open, only ragged breath. Flushed cheeks. Silence. She has prepared the body nearly a century. Not yet embalmed but ready. The lipstick is a light rose, it makes white face seem ghostly And glasses perch on a nose like mine if lids…
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“Cloud Forest” and other poems by Ellen Chia
Cloud Forest On montane roofs, Veil-thin sojourners Serpentine through green Flightless birds — Myriad crowns perching One-legged, spreading Multi-tiered wings Plush with plumes now Dripping fresh With the gilded bath. In the plumage larders, The green birds set to Spin their sugary fares, While at it, Gazillions of their Tiny lungs Are humming the Three…
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“Considering Their Pale Faces” and other poems by Erin Wilson
Seed tōgarashi / omoikonasaji / mono no tane the red pepper / I do not belittle / seedlings ~ Bashō I keep a chestnut in the breast pocket of my secondhand leather jacket. When I picked it I thought of (I don’t know why) my mother. The last time my first husband and I made…
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A Celebration of Women’s Poetry on International Women’s Day 2019
Image: Srilata Krishnan Poethead has been celebrating the achievements of women writers, editors and translators for over a decade. International Women’s Day 2019 is no exception. This year I have decided to highlight the work of women poets from my international index and to introduce my readers to some new Irish poets. I am very…
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‘The House That Don Built’ by Kevin Higgins
“The sky is high / We shit on earth / We look up the sky / The earth gives birth / To our future” …
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‘Prime’ and other poems by Peggie Gallagher
Parlour A bolthole, a room half elsewhere adrift in distant grandeur, where breath condenses between damask drapes and the wing of a mahogany table. Where an ear might catch the scratch of a pen, a girl trawling the depths of an inkwell pouring words, slippery as a river of fish spilling loose of their…
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‘Fourteen days’ and other poems by Maeve O’Sullivan
Sri Lanka haiku after traveller’s tummy — a calming breakfast on the Laccadive Sea ˜ handbag-free no iPhone to count my steps — beach walk ˜ Gangaramaya shrine… an old lady adds some jasmine to our flower tray ˜ accompanying us uphill to the sacred footprint — frog tones ˜ the temple’s lily pond…
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‘burnt offerings’ and other poems by Anne Casey
burnt offerings swilling cinders of eucalypt forests burning up and down the coast tinged with hints of fear singed possum hairs lifting into clear blue air an earthquake in Italy shakes me awake a mother crying somewhere volcanic embers cycling into smoke of broken promises women’s choices smouldering charred remains of exiles’ lives democracy doused…
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‘Hinnerup’ and other poems by Jess Mc Kinney
*dint It Began as most things do moist things do everything everything berry stained mouth beer stickied floor & blood bloom undies you ‘don’t mind’ and sure I could probably get into you I only ever feel the bubbles on impact during I’m somewhere else the sun was a hot coal in the sky seeing…
Chris Murray 