Donzo Knowler* “Birds are merely a metaphor for something greater, that immutable bond between mankind and the natural world, fused, glued by...
Neville Rodman Judge me by how I write; That’s how we should view all our writers and poets, not by any other...
By Aphrodite Drinkwater WELLl, well, well … the Poetry Mafia is at it again! In The Australian yesterday (August 9), there was...
my earliest sin was to sneak a look at the rifle my father kept in the wardrobe beside his bed it smouldered...
By Tim Thorne The Suicide Bomber Considered as an Athlete Brave and wrong, brave and to be — no, to have been...
The June/July issue the Japanese magazine, The Mie Times, published his haiku: late autumn through mountain cloud black wings They only published...
By Neville Rodman Pass me the handled vessel So I may commit plasmatic consummation Then kiss the maiden who in her country...
Out of the Spiritual Closet In heaven an angel is nobody in particular … George Bernard Shaw In a fertility clinic freezer,...
somebody alone ten floors up sat at a table his bare bones of feet spread in delicate balance on his skull a...
THERE are a couple of kids on the front page of the Mercury today, displaying their great grandfather’s war medals, and who...