This review was first published on Reedsy Discovery. Taking on a text which has been translated again and again for centuries is no mean feat; especially when walking in the footsteps of a scholar like Tolkein. But, Carnabuci’s translation, I believe, successfully bridges the gap between early, Latinised translations of Beowulf and Heaney’s somewhat prosaic … Continue reading Review of Beowulf: A Verse Translation, Andrew Carnabuci
the hard labor of joy cut glass rotting peach promises and pills — everything which is hard to swallow and much harder to believe in. but when the stars are no longer enveloped in mist, it tastes of sleep, of you, of tomorrow and of vast fields stretching from their giant’s slumber; my heart no … Continue reading What hope tastes like:
Stretch me thin, love, turn each letter of my name into dough and pull. Tug and kneed. Cut me into quarters and roll me senseless in your warm palms. Give me time to rise; to imagine this is the part where you stay rather than leave. Abandon me to hot air and stuffy corners. Name … Continue reading How to cut a second chance
In the lead up to the announcement of Issue II, we will be releasing three prompts this week. These prompts hint slightly at the overarching theme of…Prompt Three
after John McCullough I find comfort in the ground, stalwart earth beneath a body I dream of as lifeless; surrounded by the hands of everyone who knows sadness deeper than the wells it purports to dwell in - who have known an ache without a name, but a face, identical to their own. I find … Continue reading I find comfort in falling
In the lead up to the announcement of Issue II, we will be releasing three prompts this week. These prompts hint slightly at the overarching theme of…Prompt Challenge #2
In the lead up to the announcement of Issue II, we will be releasing three prompts this week. These prompts hint slightly at the overarching theme of…Prompt Challenge #1
Issue I from my literary magazine adventure is now available to download for free!
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Thank you to all of your submissions and to the following contributors:
Sreelakshmi Aravind / Ira Ares / Jaya Avendel / Ingrid B / Constance Bourg / Gina Bowen / Adrienne Burris / Karan Chambers / Brandon Clarke / Candice Louisa Daquin / John De Gruyther / Tom Francis / Molly Furey / Deepti G. / Zoe Gray / Laura Groves / Pieter L. Harreman / Barbara Leonhard / John W. Leys / Katy Luxem / Gabriela Marie Milton / Sanket Mhatre / Jay Mora-Shihadeh / S. K. Nicholas /…
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after Nayna Minda I remember our little kitchen above the pub. The tiny window of light, a small set of table and chairs and orange tablemats. I always imagine it in the afterschool golden hour between five and six on a summer eve. And you cut an apple for me. Slice the knife through and … Continue reading Cut apples
Reading Expulsion by Perkovich was like uncovering a time capsule, of a person, time and place, I never knew I had buried so deep in the sand. From beginning to end, Perkovich’s imagery is sustained and vivid and her words pull you from yourself and ask you to sit at a table with your ghosts. … Continue reading Review of Expulsion, Emily Perkovich
