Category: Issue Ten Poetry
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Close to the Edge
By Mary Pomfret When I was seven and sweet I lived on the west coast, rugged and dark Rainforest, devils, possum ringtail, hanging from the pines. Benign neglect, disguised as love, was commonplace back then. Mother would have been knitting booties for the next baby, Father tinkering in the shed. So, I…
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Over-dreaming
By Jane Frank Poems fall into my inbox from people I’ve never met home-baked cookies cool, the dog, ecstatic we’re home rolling in fallen lilly pilly flowers beneath a vibrant fickle sun the silver underside of gazania foliage sparkling with a new energy – It’s a blessing that your father…
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My husband’s grandfather, the jeweller
By Denise O’Hagan So we may find ourselves Taking on other people’s memories Slipping on the mantle of their lives Until they become part of us And walk where we walk, Second-hand shadows, Like the memory of my husband’s memory, when we went back, of that fastidious courteous man who dealt in heirlooms and timepieces…