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Greetings all.
The New Trad Journal, a publication dedicated to new creative work employing traditional (especially ancient) verse forms, with an emphasis on contemporary subjects. We will launch the first themed issue in 2013, and are currently seeking collaborators. Creative contributions will of course be welcome, although we have not made a call for submissions. Right now we are looking for collaborators to join with us in setting the direction of the project and…
Added by Joshua Mostafa on November 27, 2012 at 9:38 — No Comments
Larry L, Erika Badiou, Too Loose for you
and Matahari hop to Cheshire infantry
mon enfance
Brel strict symphonie
in three
waltz the poor o
mop
the poor o mope
sadness and trickiness
is your angry man scope
the happy? well man, that's double crappy
no gold sold or blood diamonds to Nairobi
fluvial unities
pulsing with xy dynamite
parabola surface dig to
open cut
the kinky sufi master at a rave
old man…
Added by AutoPirate on November 24, 2012 at 1:56 — No Comments
We are always looking for people to review for us – books, films, drama, visual arts whatever. Right now we have a long list of books that are available for review.
You can find a complete list (as of 19 November 2012) at:
Since the beginning of October we have also been providing a little more…
ContinueAdded by Rochford Street Review on November 19, 2012 at 22:18 — No Comments
When I am alone for many years
the voice of people whisked away
the epistrophe of their entreaties
do not escape me
the planets by radial circuitry
hum and integrate the calls
to return by broadcasts
heard solely by
not my ear but the
porous waves
interrupting my thoughts
as rude music
that makes me smile knowingly
"Ah, they miss me" I think
When I am alone I miss them
with pointed fury
the heart is a silent…
Added by AutoPirate on November 19, 2012 at 0:16 — No Comments
Added by Andy miller on November 17, 2012 at 0:07 — No Comments
My pockets stuffed
with memories,
I'm going in search
of yesterday,
past the streets
of recall, and
over the bridge of
long ago,
hoping to find that
child who was never
going to grow up.
When I find him I'll
tell him
how proud I am
of him,
and how he never
gave in
and never let go of
his inner child,
keeping the two of us
together,
then .…
ContinueAdded by william james falls on November 15, 2012 at 20:13 — 1 Comment
Impatience to finish responsibilities
is the sour nectar to panic
this refrain dissonates
the memory of myself as a child
therefore
...
Added by AutoPirate on November 13, 2012 at 18:59 — No Comments
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