Sunday, August 19, 2012

New Poetry by Phillip Ellis










Caledonia Australis

The harbour morning's soft with clouds. The cold,
alike long-legged flies, is striding over
the surface of the world. I can't imagine
anything less than this, this dream in time
and echoing a certain poem. There's none
that muses on the passage of the fly
that is the cold, no dreaming eye, none seeing,
a poet making words memorable.

The ship is stalled so near to land. The people
are restless, test their balance, and they moan
into the morning light. Nobody stays
their fear with words or warning hands. The sickness
is stirring on the ship. They do not stir,
but talk in silenced tones; McMillan comes.



- Phillip Ellis 2012

Wednesday, August 15, 2012

New Poetry by Stuart Barnes










Bone Scan

in memory of Gwen Harwood,
who encouraged the eleven-year-old
me to write poetry

In the twinkling of an eye,
in a moment, all is changed:
on a small radiant screen
(honeydew melon green)
are my scintillating bones.
Still in my flesh I see
the God who goes with me
glowing with radioactive
isotopes. This is what he
at last allows a mortal
eye to behold: the grand
supporting frame complete
(but for the wisdom teeth),
the friend who lives beneath
appearances, alive
with light. Each glittering bone
assures me: you are known.


- Stuart Barnes 2012


Bullfighting

Seven
years ago
sentenced by
a picador
to be herded three times a week toward
a barely furnished dusty room
a ghastly plastic calla
a banderillero
that drove
the diagnoses
in my neck
like vivid sticks:
panic, bipolar, schizoaffective,
obsessive-compulsive, generalized
anxiety, borderline
personality and
substance-induced anxiety
disorders.
So many Romantic syllables!
In seven years a wounded bull
can lose a million pints of blood.
I charged and gored
a matador
when it redly strode
inside my ring.


- Stuart Barnes 2012





Saturday, August 11, 2012

New Poetry by Ivan Jenson










Totality

Not having the faintest
idea how my brain and
body function
standing in wonder
at the wonderful
wonder of nature
awestruck by
the promise of
a hereafter
which might come after
and confounded
by the metro system
under
the metropolis
transfixed by
the tongue-tied
triumph which is
language
freaked out
by the farfetched
fantasies of
authors, actors
singers and
those who turn
heartbeat
into drum beat
and who ride
airwaves like
sonic songwriter
surfers
overwelmed
by the billion
baby march
and the
trillion tragic
obituaries
and outnumbered
in every way
by a galaxy of
stars and population
explosion
of sights and sounds
and technological
sorcerers transforming
everything into fairy-tale pixels
I stop for a moment
in prayer, meditation
gratitude and fear
inhale, exhale
then put one
foot in front of the other
and walk


- Ivan Jenson 2012



Ivan Jenson’s Absolut Jenson painting was featured in Art News, Art in America, and Interview magazine. His art has sold at Christie’s, New York. His poems have appeared in Word Riot, Zygote in my Coffee, Camroc Press Review, Haggard and Halo,Poetry Super Highway, Mad Swirl, Alternative Reel Poets Corner, Underground Voices Magazine, Blazevox, and many other magazines, online and in print. Jenson is also a Contributing Editor for Commonline magazine. Ivan Jenson's debut novel Dead Artist is available as a paperback and on Amazon Kindle and Nook. His new novel a psychological thriller entitled Seeing Soriah is now available as an eBook or in Paperback on Amazon.

Monday, August 06, 2012

New Poetry by D.M Aderibigbe










GREEN

She sits before her sadness and his mother,
praying they disappear, before he appears,

It will take a miracle for him to forgive her, if
he meets them in her house,

she wishes, her brain is feverish,
she could have walked out.
Her fear arrives in a green Pajero jeep,
putting on a grey shirt and a green short,

his face is green with anger,
he goes to sit alone on a green chair,

she plucks a leave of green holiness,
apologises to him,
he frowns,

she tickles him,
he frowns,

she kisses him,
he makes a green grin.


- D.M. Aderibigbe 2012



D.M Aderibigbe is a 23-year old writer from Lagos, Nigeria, an undergraduate student of History and Strategic Studies of the University of Lagos. He writes poetry, fiction, non-fiction, plays and lyrics. His work has been published or forthcoming in the UK, Canada and the United States by, Vox Poetica, Pressboard press, UP Literature, HUSMW Press, The New Black Magazine, Misfits' Miscellany, Thickjam and Ditch Poetry. His debut novel Sisyphean, will be published in America, soon. He lives and schools in Lagos.