. Anaphora. What should I lament, losses of forests, hope, or even direction? No, only time poorly spent. How has it been used, to lay out the preface of a concept’s surface? Time has been abused. Shall we bring to fruit the flowers of the tree, shall we, from the root, rise tall enough to […]

. MILESIANS. They were matter-of-fact and mercantile, their deities stockpiled in lumber rooms, containers, or the air-conditioned acres of a state-of-the-art clockwork hangar. Too good to clear away, they laid them up, just in case, alongside incense and charms, the stacks of cheap libationary bowls. It didn’t take that much – distant thunder, a tremor, […]

Lana Bella: ‘ike a girl lost,
like the first crescent in a kind
of teardrop, I was never born to feel
night from your hair, backlit with
smooth shine dirt giving yards
to fire and smoke.’

Emily Critchley: ‘Remembering to remember. Remember to pass beyond you into the us
In the winged shadow, the space you will never know.
Taking me from myself, in the path
Which the blind birth of the day has consigned me to.’

. . 1. Birthday in Emily Court   Hip hip Noreen, hip hip… ♦ Now we have sung, and made our toasts with pop and beer through the leaves, through the window, light like water we gather round tables with friends and strangers, making time for the old folk, letting small-talk darn us in for […]

Alan Wall: ‘How reconcile the holy text of Genesis with modern cosmology, which we now know to be true? Hebrew scripture being canonical. Well, God makes everything in six days before signing off for the Sabbath. But look hard at the words.’