Chris Lynch: “The Philosophy of Mangoes”

Chris Lynch: “The Philosophy of Mangoes”

  The Philosophy of Mangoes Mangoes do not fully domesticate. They are lush, a little louche; no amount of slicing or dicing can disguise their inherent wantonness. Mangoes are green only so that when the time comes they can flaunt their ripeness, sprawling...
Chris Lynch: “Fox Dreaming”

Chris Lynch: “Fox Dreaming”

  Fox Dreaming One morning, delivering Quest News to the suburbs, I saw a red fox Crossing the road. At least, I think So. The animal trots quick And furtive through morning Mist, leaves a memory as blurry As bunyip. I didn’t know It was to be hated. I was new...
Rosemary Drescher: “What is the Apricot Saying”

Rosemary Drescher: “What is the Apricot Saying”

  What is the apricot saying? “What is the apricot saying? In what language?”  Yoko Tawada, from ‘The last break at a poetry festival’ Brimming over the tarmac, winding with the bends and creaking to a halt at every  traffic light the bus runs commentary on the...
Kristen Lang: “The Turning”

Kristen Lang: “The Turning”

  The turning How the dawn does not end but travels ever westward, always arriving. How the dusk sails forward, and the float of midday, the stroke of midnight cannot dissolve – here, and here around the world. The woman waking, the man soothing the child who is...
Kristen Lang: “The View from Chhampi”

Kristen Lang: “The View from Chhampi”

  The view from Chhampi (Nepal) The air has been sung so many times the cicadas, skins drawn thin on their hollow drums and the thrum compounding, feel it is they who are played – the sky’s long fingers in their cellophane wings winding them into the tune. They...
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