Because… War | Lee Anne G. Hall

Sarah Rice is a Canberra based poet and visual artist who holds a PhD in Philosophy and has lectured in art-theory  at the Australian National University’s school of art. In 2011, she co-won the prestigious Gwen Harwood poetry prize. Her limited-edition, art-book of poetry Those Who Travel (Ampersand Duck, 2010), with prints by Patsy Payne, is held in…

Two words mate in my mouth to form a third The way, enemies become friends The way, age-old enemies turn lovers. They meet some new Some cursive, some ugliness Both creating violent waves with some coral cliffs of age-old consistencies on the way to an utterance Like the confused Sun lips blooming before a vomit,…

Every night it’s another starvation for sleep A quick mind set to devastation Thinking of everything in the past Or will this new happiness even last? There’s a little light I hope to keep I try to lay my mind to rest in a sweet meditation In all truth for this there is no remediation…

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from Urban Renewal XVI. What of my fourth grade teacher at Reynolds Elementary, who weary after failed attempts to set to memory names strange and meaningless as grains of dirt around the mouthless, mountain caves at Bahrain Karai: Tarik, Shanequa, Amari, Aisha, nicknamed the entire class after French painters whether boy or girl. Behold the beginning…