Published on Mondays, with columns by Artist and Writer. Published since 2002, an Ocean and Pounds publication
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Greenwood
by Kai Chan
Travelling Palm Snapshots
by Tamara Chatterjee
Madagascar (March, 2010) – Seeing that we were on the first train in weeks, it was clear the natural jungle had begun reclaiming the tracks and passageway of the FCE – Jungle Express. It was a breathtakingly thrilling sight; as we passed deeper and deeper into the wilds off Madagascar. Visions of majestic scenery; rolling rocks, jagged cliffs, waterfalls and a number of hillside villages (Ampitambe and further east into Ranomena).
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From the Notebooks (2010-2020)
by Gary Michael Dault
From the Notebooks, 2010-2020.
Number 37: Fascist Address
ProTesT
by Cem Turgay
Some Trees
by Malgorzata Wolak Dault
Number 26
Gary often tells me he thinks American poet Kenneth Patchen (1911-1972) is great writer--though he admits he's been trying to read Patchen'sThe Journal of Albion Moonlight (1941) for a decade and still hasn't finished it.
Yesterday he handed me a book of Patchen's Selected Poems published by New Directions in 1946. He said he thought I might enjoy it. I did, and I found this in it (from a poem called "For Whose Adornment"):
For whose adornment the mouths
Of roses open in languorous speech;
And from whose grace the trees of heaven
Learn their white standing
Caffeine Reveries
by Shelley Savor
Bookscape
CHEEZ
by Fiona Smyth
Adjacency, Series Two
written by Gary Michael Dault
based on photogaph by Lee Ka-sing
(Photograph by Lee Ka-sing: - Duet)
Number 38
Gold
don't sit on anyone's lap*
unless it's a horse's lap
all done up snappy and tight
you are as heavy as gold
but the horse is pleased as punch
to shoulder your shine
*Jean Arp, “I Am a Horse” in Marcel Jean ed., Arp on Arp: Poems, Essays, Memories (New York: Viking Press, 1972), p.75
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