BLUEPEPPER

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Sunday, September 29, 2019

New Poetry by Matt McAlpine

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Light Spots Seminal fluids, frogs marching sideways to the pond.  In the trees sing song birds unseen the air brazen in th...
Friday, September 20, 2019

New Poetry by Les Wicks

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C ooking Up Down Farm Under my guidance apples slice the sun into child sized segments which cool on the loosebark kitchen sh...
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Sunday, September 08, 2019

New Poetry by Bharti Bansal

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Lost I dentity There is a bird nest near my window Everyday the mother goes around flying  To find a little worm to feed its ...
Friday, September 06, 2019

New Poetry by Judith Nangala Crispin

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Elegy for a Thylacine in the National Museum The last known thylacine, a female named ‘Benjamin’, died alone in her cage at Bea...
Thursday, September 05, 2019

New Poetry by James Walton

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I play the perfect cover drive Easing on to my back foot Saturday early early Summer, elevenish a sound of cork like popping ...
Wednesday, September 04, 2019

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MAUNSELL WICKES GALLERY OPENS AN EXHIBITION CELEBRATING  WOMEN’S CONNECTION TO COUNTRY: JUNO GEMES, JUDITH NANGALA CRISPIN, ANA POLLAK,...
Friday, August 23, 2019

New Poetry by John Rock

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River of Dawns With wind in my arms All I’m writing is dreams I can’t remember You’d know I been knifed by a friend and resur...
Wednesday, August 21, 2019

New Poetry by Terry Wheeler

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dolorosa  those years between a charles manson and ted bundy  smile stations of the cross played out on tv black ...

New Poetry by Jean Bohuslav

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People I met through work The solicitor who hired me without giving me a typing test The officer in charge who employed me af...
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Monday, August 19, 2019

Call for Submissions

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Bluepepper has altered its submissions policy ever-so-slightly, and thus we are currently seeking submissions to test the murky water...
Thursday, August 15, 2019

New Writing by Robert Steward

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The Hand of Padre Pio Naples, Italy 2003 I walked along the old, cobbled street of Via della Sanità to the clamour of church bells....
Tuesday, July 30, 2019

New Poetry by Abigail George

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Stepping into a winter sun while the spaghetti sauce cooks People will always talk. Learn to forgive. Life is hard. It rains, ...
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Tuesday, July 23, 2019

New Poetry by Jim Conwell

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The Sun is not Living It does not keen. It is a vast, unencompassable cauldron,  And gives us light  which we have grown eye...
Friday, July 19, 2019

New Poetry by Michael Keshigian

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Unforeseen Endings An old man lived here before our purchase, raised in this home, he became a widower years later, forced ...
Tuesday, July 02, 2019

New Words by Tommy Vollman

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 It wasn’t the sleepwalking that bothered me. I woke up outside more often than I care to remember, but still, the sleepwalking never reall...
Wednesday, June 12, 2019

New Poetry by Nathanael O'Reilly

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Running II * At the end of the lane, turn right onto Coolamon Road and right again at Farrer Road. Return past the new housi...
Tuesday, June 11, 2019

Who let the dogs out?

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As a platform for open and constructive expression and engagement, Bluepepper shares the international community's grave concerns for t...
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