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Marchons! (for Rani) by John Drew

by admin | Feb 10, 2025 | Hand Picked, Poetry | 0

The first of Spring – and everything Says Yes. Along the edge Of the field, blossoms in the hedge,...

by admin | Feb 5, 2025 | Blog, Hand Picked | 0

I check my watch again. 7:50. He’s already five minutes late. I take a step...

by admin | Feb 5, 2025 | Hand Picked, Poetry | 0

The sun has already set, and darkness is engulfing its poor somber path then...

by admin | Jan 23, 2025 | Blog, Hand Picked | 0

My tyres flick up gravel which taps against the underside of my car. I shove the...

by admin | Jan 18, 2025 | Blog, Hand Picked | 0

In the middle of the night, I heard a long screech outside like a fingernail digging into a...

by admin | Jan 15, 2025 | Hand Picked, Poetry | 0

I come from a family where the men die early, which is to say I was raised by women. My childhood...

by admin | Jan 8, 2025 | Hand Picked, Poetry | 0

My disappearing darling, you sail with an anchorless boat, bolting from the dockyard as soon as...

by admin | Jan 4, 2025 | Hand Picked, Poetry | 0

He fell like rain on my scaled ribs; weight of night, a canopying cove....

by admin | Dec 13, 2024 | Hand Picked, Prose | 0

Would you agree, Afshan, that all poetry is an act of “translation” – that Latinate variant...