All the mournful songs

All the mournful songs They pick the finest days To play from the treetops Where the orioles whistle And dogs howl at the feet Wailing branches bridge Into dirges at sunset When I go out for a walk Along the shore – Saturnine sea sighing To my face as I gather Pebbles for a headstone. […]

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River Dogs

River Dogs River folk have destroyed the bridge beneath an obsolete moon   their dogs run wild   lizards grasped tightly in their iron jaws beneath an iron moon   the bridge yaws empty   a tracery of absence where the bridge once existed   dogs laugh into the throat of history    observing the ongoing battle    between freshness and salt jellyfish encroach […]

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My Ears Wake First

Gareth Culshaw lives in Wales. His first collection of poetry is The Minerout (2018) by Futurecycle. In 2020, his second collection, called Shadows of Tryfan is released. He is currently on an MFA at Manchester Met. His biggest poetry fans are his two dogs, Jasper & Lana. My Ears Wake First This early in the […]

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Chasing Broken Language

Philip Newton is a writer and musician living in Oregon. His novel, Terrane, was published in September by Unsolicited Press, and his poetry has appeared in magazines from Portland, Oregon to Bangalore, India. Chasing Broken Language I forgot to write this Now look what’s happened It’s all gone running off Lost and panting Nosing here and […]

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Three Dogs

Three Dogs I watched three dogs play in the surf today, they were not heartbroken at all. They had loved, but it was pure: sea, air, salt, sun.

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