Category: Spring 2014 Poetry
Pigeon’s Comeuppance
by George Chopping Eventually back on board the boat to an angry cat and a cold dead fire. But better that, than an angry fire and vice versa.
Do Not Feed the Pigeons
by George Chopping Do Not Feed the Pigeons Based on a true story from 1997, when studying at Catering College in Torquay, Devon Back
Bright Landscape
by Xue Di Bright Landscape translated by Waverly and Keith Waldrop In the extension of family he’s called Xue mature child remembered
Celia
by Xue Di Celia translated by Hil Anderson and Sue Ellen Thompson I see you, with your panther eyes and the body of a lamb among the cut
First Love
by Xue Di First Love translated by Wang Ping and Keith Waldrop Calling ceaselessly your name in order to feel how I was caught and plunged
Seven Years
by Xue Di Seven Years translated by Waverly and Keith Waldrop Walking on broken glass, living in a city whose dialect I don’t speak Feet
New Year
by Xue Di New Year translated by Hil Anderson and Keith Waldrop Snow covers former days Children hide in the snow while three squirrels
Oz
by Anne Elezabeth Pluto From across the window the wind rises dust, birds, debris cyclone forward away as shadow from me to you this separation
II .1 . iii — Empires of vapour
by Michael Boughn Among Dupont’s tattered wounds, commerce’s ragged edge, sudden curve of attention shaped to cocked hip draped in thought.
Erotic Haiku
by Vanessa Vie Whilst autumnal night Interlocks our drowsing flesh Know we want more night.