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 Fathom 1984

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Poetry

Babila Mutia
Margaret Snyder (3)
Lex Gigeroff
Nicola Young
Paul Deagle (2)
Philip Graves
Sean Bedell (3)
Lynn Courtney
Amy R. McEwan
Sara Davina
John Mallon
H.M.
Patricia Boyle
dixie MacDonald (2)
Andrew Little (3)
Sophie Dessureault (2)
James Cranton
Christopher Aucoin
David Swick (2)

Prose

Giles Osborne

Artwork

Jane Mothersell

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Andrew Little

 

 

Sounds Breaking

I walk the woods to see myself,
to hear the whisper of change.
Ancient poetry, mythology cast,
Mingled with other natural stones,
In the fields, dry of life, alone,

Old tales, new poems grow
In meadows of stone, crystal
Coarse lines struggle,
Taggled, try for life,

Seeds thrown like arrows on
Vast cosmological themes, moved
By cowan shamed, gesturing,
To ghosts of foregone glacial love,

Hiatus of measured flow
Returns the rigour of rhyme,
From the ogham of Tory
The outer islands of time
Rock held shores, misty
Rising from waved caress
A nympholept of muliebrity
Lyrical words of excess.

The liquid intricate feel
Of each new thought
Brings beauty to the language
of the mind, keyless, sensate.
I face upstream with
A cup to catch the wind.
Dreams of sound breaking
In my neverending mind.

 

Golden Ears

Forests listen
Quite unbidden.
Golden cedar
Waxen tree
Clutching roots
Feel the earth
Would a tree
Hear if I fall.

 

[Today my feet seek quiet ways]

Today my feet seek quiet ways;
Solitude among the golden rays
Of fresh spring sunlit hills.

Remembering the wild gaelic eyes
And sad little smile that vies
For inner peace: eternally stills.

This warm season is the season
Of the dream;
but without reason.
And so I travel against time

Up the endless spiral helix
With the tragic sense of things unfixed:
Recalling your face as I climb,

 

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