Feathers
“She sits in an old people’s home/ thinking of feathers: how one/ should hold them lightly; how they fly…”
By Esther Phillips.
from ‘Far District’
“Evenings, on the way from primary school,/ I saw her, dressed in cowgirl boots and cutoffs,/ blouse opened on a barstool outside The Cool Spot…” By Ishion Hutchinson.
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Purgatory
“I learned I would die/ someday, and the fast car will get you there/ long before death…”
By Kwame Dawes.
Phyllis Shand Allfrey: The Poet
Lizabeth Paravisini-Gebert on the poetry of Phyllis Shand Allfrey in a special essay from our 12th issue.
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A Prayer for the Unflummoxed Beaver
“a prayer for the cedar balls/ that break when you touch them and stain/ your fingers yellow, that release from their tiny bellies/ the smell of old churches…” By Kei Miller.
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Herons
“A gleaming wanting to withhold itself and almost doing that, almost/ slipping back into the green, unnoticed but for the shift of light…”
By Kendel Hippolyte.
Leaving Coal Mine
“I wore charred wings in my hair/ for weeks after she left,/ I prayed to her in tongues/ of wild grasses and deep water.” By Danielle Boodoo-Fortuné.
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Portrait of the Artist as an Old Man
Jane King on Derek Walcott’s magisterial ‘White Egrets’
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Hair, cuts
“I became obsessed with hair. I found it on everyone… worst of all was the pubic hair I found on large old women in swimming pool showers – beads of water dripping from the long dank curtains of hair that lay clapped to their thighs.” Story of the Week (June 13), by Fiona Inglis.
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Round 1: Bermuda-Uganda
Bermuda face Uganda in the third match of our Poetry World Cup.
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