Writings / Poetry: Cassidy McFadzean
Arrival of a Train at La Ciotat
Plato must have needed the flame of a candle,
and a concave mirror to project his images
of trees and animals upon the cave wall.
The projectionist moves his slides quickly, in
and out of the lantern, palms p...
Writings / Poetry: Diana Manole
Air
1. First Breath
All I can do is breathe
and crystal pebbles gently drop into me one after another
with the sound of the childhood bell
announcing that the always overweight and slightly asthmatic Santa Claus
finally...
Writings / Poetry: Yemi Soneye
To See Her Full Like Filled Seats
In a restaurant
you both can’t afford,
this is the third dinner.
The birds in your shirt
want to leave.
It’s just the wind, you lie
as you heard he does
his hair worn
like hands of a moss.
From smirk
like poo...
Writings / Poetry: Luca Xifona
Isle
No far-fetched fragrance was your familiar
Amid Rodos’ dark shambles of mountains
By that Trojan ocean, where first we met,
Dishing wine in every vintage tavern.
I savoured t...
Writings / Poetry: Wole Soyinka
*Elegy for a Nation
(For Chinua Achebe at 70 )
I
Ah, Chinua, are you grapevine wired?
It sings: our nation is not dead, not clinically
Yet. Now this may come as a surprise to you,
It was to me. I thought the form I spied
Beneath the frosted...
Writings / Poetry: Wale Adebanwi
Grahamstown Opera
(For Jamie)
I
How could I say all I wanted to say,
when you snatched the questions in my throat,
bleeding my thoughts?
On the road from Grahamstown,
your serenity was a ferocity at the steering.
Yes, the steering,...
