Articles from Poetry

what a delicious fog

Being together, Deep play, Poetry

what a delicious fog you’ve offered me under the hot slam of the full moon only breath and bass sounding as we enter the original dance that began this morning…

Being together, Poetry

freedom is a removals van a reunion with a writing bureau that’s been in the wrong hands far away for far too long freedom is the clear-seeing of a boundary…

Poetry, Wild connection

scraggly perfect skeleton tree your curling spine rising into the bones of me if I stepped forward would you reach out encircle me in your arms let me rest against…

Poetry, Wild connection

some mirrors are so extraordinarily unflattering they should be banned it’s what i thought in that sweet little bathroom at that gorgeous little log cabin in magoebaskloof— a word so…

Being together, Poetry

i received a bouquet of flowers from you, meant for someone else and in the shared irreverence of this gift (hey, it’s her loss!) and the walk-talk we took tree…

Being together, Poetry

i’m always that girl whose sprints you clocked in the park on sundays can still hear wow, that was your best, sweetheart i so longed to be your best but…

Deep play, Poetry

they come at me: delicious word bombs that drop into my days drip sweet, messy explosions so that i say more than i should, lots that i shouldn’t, and, shell-shocked,…

Poetry, Wild connection

you okay handling toads? she asked and i said, yes, i think so there's a pair stuck in the pool where last night they kept us awake with their raucous…

Being together, Poetry

when you withdraw something in me dies angrily i miss your spirit spit on a cruel world press my palm to a closed door hopeful for your return …

Being together, Poetry

meet me on the stage of this erotic theatre don’t hide (me) in the wings step forward into the light sometimes stand behind me whisper sweet everythings sweep me off…