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Words – an affair
Read more: Words – an affairThey come at you unleashed and disembodied, dark feathers, beaks like birds of prey, wings flapping, slapping, threshing… An endless onslaught of nightfall and gloom. But then, as the squall calms (and it will, if you let it), a frail one will stand out – so brightly colored in its precious evanescence, filtering in straight…
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Tomorrow the river will swell
Read more: Tomorrow the river will swellThe storm crawled in from the southwest as it always does, lighting up the sky with silent fireworks after sundown. The earth below hot, hot and dark like a feverish womb. The rain came slowly. It seemed far away. It seemed almost spent by the time it reached us. We sit side by side on…
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Schiffbruch
Read more: SchiffbruchWie Teelichter auf einem Fluss der Vergessenheit entfernen sich die Wörter sanft schaukelnd. Langsam aber sicher entgleiten sie uns; unmöglich das Verweilen. Im Streit der Gewässer eilen sie flussabwärts, sie geraten ins Schwanken, manchmal erlischt das Licht, es riecht nach flüssigem Wachs, wenn sie umfallen besiegeln sie ihr Schicksal, stummer Rauch steigt auf und sie…
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Out of Words
Read more: Out of WordsI have given life to two children I have exhaled all my words I am all written out of poems. My Japanese ink paintings are modest They’ve long been made into paper airplanes. Here I stand like a leafless tree basking in the nonchalance of autumn. I draw my vigour from the earth I squint…
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A must-have for wannabees
Read more: A must-have for wannabeesHow does Homeric Writers’ Retreat & Workshop on the Greek island of Ithaca sound to you? Tempting, huh? Well, there’s only one problem with that. You’d have to be a writer first. Not necessarily an accomplished one. This is actually a workshop for aspiring writers, managed and organised by Australian-born novelist, poet and editor Jessica Bell…