Poetry

 

The Natives

The Natives

Yasmin Smith
... Yasmin Smith is a poet of South Sea Islander, Kabi Kabi, Northern Cheyenne and English heritage. She is an editor at UQP working across fiction, nonfiction, children’s books and poetry. Image: Haf1111, Wikimedia Commons ...
Three Lessons

Three Lessons

Coco X. Huang
Another festival today—a banquet for our family’s ghosts / across the seas ...
Hit and run

Hit and run

Leila Mansour
We met at crossroads, in a wreckage of smoke and fire. You’ve always loved to speed and I’m not exactly a good driver. That day your high beams had been blazing and I forgot my indicator. You crept into my ...
Election day

Election day

Dave Clark
Who would the trees lean towards / if given the right? Their branches / the swing vote in a tight election? ...
Thread

Thread

Eileen Chong
My grandmother would bend to the sewing machine, one foot rocking back and forth ...
Oomarri—coming home

Oomarri—coming home

Traudl Tan with Kwini Elder Ambrose Mungala Chalarimeri
far, far beyond the black stump in a diamond mining camp they draw a mud map for us under a tree in soft silky sand here’s how you get to Python Pool no salties, plenty of shade swimming there is ...
Watching a Late Night Thriller

Watching a Late Night Thriller

Dimitris Tsaloumas, Dimitris Tsaloumas
I start back and blink into the gloom at the large eye which fills behind filaments of blond light the left hand side of the screen. Down the other half, crossing the room, a city street with night and rain ...
The Ohasi Bridge in Senju

The Ohasi Bridge in Senju

Jan Owen, Jan Owen
After the woodblock print by Utagawa Hiroshige Many seasons ago this was the starting point for the Narrow Road to the Deep North the very bridge that Matsuo Bashō strode across stepping off onto the sandy upward slope in late ...
Homecoming

Homecoming

Tina Huang
My ba stands in our kitchen. The thwack of a blade against wood, cutting the head off of a fish for dinner. My ba escaped a war, only to spend his life longing to return. He talks often of sacrifice ...
Clocking stars

Clocking stars

Susan Fealy
Magnolia stellata Why does it stand blooming like a supernova, dropping bright litter in winter as though it’s autumn? Every star is broken. Every white, rimmed brown. Their light congeals, each petal almost succulent. Do tethered stars learn early they ...
Window Birds

Window Birds

Mark O'Flynn
The house where birds fly into windows is where my mother lives. I’ve lost count the times I’ve had to bury birds with broken necks after flying into glass— into horizons of the far beyond. It is the invisible forcefield ...
A Short Tale of an Empire with No Clothes

A Short Tale of an Empire with No Clothes

Ion Corcos
Screen: a partition, possibly from the Germanic skerm, protection. The flat surface of a computer or TV panel where images are shown. As a verb: to filter, check. Unclutter. To identify what is hidden. From a distance, a forest is ...
Native Bear

Native Bear

Lucas Smith
Half-dozen to a tree, wrote Strzelecki Before the bush was cleared for us and magpies. That they were dying out was one of the lies Of primary school. One of the small lies. Shot and killed but would not drop, ...
Mock Lobster

Mock Lobster

Michael Farrell
Empathy’s not the standard bearer of affect, or thought. Take Thomas Arnold to a chilly Victorian beach by all means; but he may not be amenable to embrace. We have all seen novelists fall, like magnificent buffalo, their heads too ...
thanks for whatever

thanks for whatever

Harry Reid
It’s good to keep a tab on things that happened ages ago friends are for this G says ‘last time was a disaster’ & I’m like     ‘oh yeah’ Ah Picabia duping the Spanish masters to buy stamps in 1894 ...