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Uneven Floor: August 2015
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An independent poetry blogzine. Watch your step. With the ocean, carried on the waves,. With loud voices that cracked through the bush,. With guns and nothing was safe,. With strange animals and let them roam,. With axes and hacked and chopped,. With greed and nothing was sacred,. Without asking and offered no apology,. With no white flag and expected surrender,. Rachel McEleney (Western Australia). Links to this post. On the road to the vanishing point. We layered our story. Over the Inggarda stories.
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Uneven Floor: January 2015
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An independent poetry blogzine. Watch your step. Has she seen him. It never harmed me. Using the knife to cut out. The curious knot in the wood. Slit the vein of red pare back. Shaves his hair to the scalp. The child sticks out. His chin grits his teeth. Keeps the pirate costume. On all the time. Sword at the ready. At night he sucks his thumb. Annette Mullumby (Western Australia). Links to this post. Why don’t you have teeth there. Nanna he says pointing to the gaps. Oh I say they got worn out. Annette ...
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Uneven Floor: weeds
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An independent poetry blogzine. Watch your step. Tip to eager root/gloved hand. Like a slammed door/dead phone/totalled car. While you sleep/stare at weave. In an office partition/wipe dust from a desk phone. On your way by goldfish sunrise. Green under bike wheel. Weeds stretch wide loop tight. In the slide of a month. They begin to look. Like they have design. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). You Don't Know When Light Will Come Again, But It Will. The Sydney Opera House. Previously on Uneven Floor.
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Uneven Floor: Old Song
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An independent poetry blogzine. Watch your step. Finally, the child is asleep. The evening sky itself is almost white with fatigue. It’s so warm that nobody’s out,. And soon i will gaze. Over the quiet city streets. Where is the woman. To taste my skin? Perhaps i know her already,. Or maybe she is as distant as winter. Well, every bird sings first for itself. 29 Jul 2015, 07:55:00. Intrigued by the soft joy of simple things and the friendly resignation to patience. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Time for ploughshares | damagnifyingless
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Up close and poetical. God is great, and resides within you →. April 13, 2015. Today, protesters from across the British Isles converge on our shame. I would, were it not for family commitments. I was lucky enough last weekend to join thousands of protesters in George Square calling for an end to nuclear weapons. Here’s a poem I wrote last week after the rally, as an act of virtual solidarity with my comrades in Argyll today. Gaun yersels. Continuous at sea defence. At sea aaryt – but whit. Scatter da th...
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damagnifyingless | damagnifyingless
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Up close and poetical. I live in Glasgow, and express myself through poetry, film, photography and my blog at https:/ damagnifyingless.wordpress.com. December 24, 2015. Here a poyim ta shiv in your pipe Indicator I caught Santa, nudging out onto Byres Road near the height of the seasonal panic and topical flim flammery. Half a Pall Mall threatened to crumble its ash … Continue reading →. November 27, 2015. God is great, and resides within you. November 20, 2015. April 13, 2015. Today, protesters from acr...
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Antiphon 12 and StepAway | Nothing to see here
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Poems can be found here. Nothing to see here. Poems and other things by Natalie Shaw. Antiphon 12 and StepAway. September 30, 2014. I am very happy to have a poem in Antiphon Issue 12, which you can read here. 8211; as well as another one here. In StepAway magazine. Currently thinking a bit about sonnets, more here soon…. Middot; December 16, 2014. Great poem in StepAway as well as the one in Antiphon, Natalie. I’m looking forward to that imminent collection! Middot; December 17, 2014. Your One Phone Call.
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Uneven Floor: Featured Poets
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An independent poetry blogzine. Watch your step. From August 2015 we are no longer doing regular invited features. This should mean we can publish more poems from the submissions. July 2015: Matt Hetherington. Matt Hetherington lives in eastern Australia. He is the author of For Instance. 2015) and three other collections of poetry. June 2015: Caitlin Maling. Caitlin Maling is from Western Australia. She is the author of Conversations I've never had. May 2015: Dennis Greene. April 2015: WA Selection.
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Uneven Floor: July 2015
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An independent poetry blogzine. Watch your step. Finally, the child is asleep. The evening sky itself is almost white with fatigue. It’s so warm that nobody’s out,. And soon i will gaze. Over the quiet city streets. Where is the woman. To taste my skin? Perhaps i know her already,. Or maybe she is as distant as winter. Well, every bird sings first for itself. Links to this post. All the silken night. I lay in my warm bed,. And like a god. I made my little movies,. Some even with the most perfect. But mus...
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Uneven Floor: June 2015
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An independent poetry blogzine. Watch your step. How I spent my 18th year. After I leave acting school (drop-out). I take a job as Operations Manager at an electronics store. And start rehearsing how to be normal. I grow. My hair and nails out and learn the difference. Between ash and honey-blonde highlights. I fall for. The floor manager who is 15 years older than me. And once was a trainee for the NBL but he rebelled. To go to the beach one too many times. He said he. It flows, I flow, you know? Ever a...
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