By Thomas Page The Untranslatable This is a series of poems of words that do not directly translate into English. I have tried to capture the essence of the word in a poem. The clouds sit above landscapes embroidered with lace Of perennials That may never lie In the waters of the Lethe. The … Continue reading The Untranslatable: Yūgen
By Ian Copestick It's dusk, a freezing, misty Winter"s evening. Snow in the Air, and remnants of it on the Ground, here and there, where The sun in the short daytime Hasn't reached. The daylight Lasts less than eight hours Before surrendering to Darkness once again. The Earth and the air feel tired, Waiting … Continue reading “The Would-Be Hibernatory Blues”
By Lynn White We began so well, so in tune, catching the notes dropped by angels and playing with them before they fell, creating a perfect harmony. But then, we started to miss a few notes which fell, crashing into our rhythms, disrupting the flow of our music, upsetting our harmony. Just a few … Continue reading “Harmony”
By Leah Mueller We’re all hackers, going where we have no business, other people’s brainstems and secret inboxes. Medieval peasants believed you could kill someone, just by cursing him, invoke the supernatural, then drop a barrage of psychic missiles. Connected by a superhighway of gray matter, light years faster than pixels, your brain … Continue reading “Martial Telepathy”
By Thomas Page The Untranslatable This is a series of poems of words that do not directly translate into English. I have tried to capture the essence of the word in a poem. The trees’ canopies hover above And the sounds of humanity fade into the clouds obscured by pines and firs As the babbling … Continue reading The Untranslatable: Waldeinsamkeit
By Reece Merrifield I’m writing in your socks Dreaming in your shoes Singing in your sweater Laughing in your jeans Smiling in your gloves Lying in your scarf Cooking in your coat Drinking in your pants Eating in your hat I’m warming to your fashion. Reece Merrifield is a third-year Literature student from Chester, … Continue reading “Dress Sense”
By Thomas Page The Untranslatable This is a series of poems of words that do not directly translate into English. I have tried to capture the essence of the word in a poem. The air has a distinct quality between me and you Which foretells a universe that we can only see Made up … Continue reading The Untranslatable: Mamihlapinatapei
By Ken Allan Dronsfield When you have risked it all just to have a taste. When you have feasted on victory, and swallowed defeat. When you've achieved ambitions, yet still felt unfulfilled. When you realized it's not about what you own, but more about what you experience. When you see the sun on the … Continue reading Thief of Serpents
By Ken Allan Dronsfield I saw objects of my generation destroyed, How I mourned the loss of belief and faith. I cannot help but stop and look at the cunning locale. Down, down, down into the darkness of an abyss, whilst watching from afar within a budding crocus. The lifeline, structured, above all others … Continue reading “Faery”
By Thomas Page The Untranslatable This is a series of poems of words that do not directly translate into English. I have tried to capture the essence of the word in a poem. Bells and tolls drum up impatience As the schedule molds and stales And foot taps staccato. Check phone Check clock Check … Continue reading The Untranslatable: Iktsuarpok
