Category: Poetry

Rewilding

LUKE ELLIOTT Take King’s House for example Such a bastion of form, of structure, of obeisance With its tight clipped lawns and imposing white front Smell the sweat of the black labourers confused with roses and duranta Set back...

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Mooring

SHAUNA M. MORGAN I reach for you, curled image, latched in the gulf of my belly, I pray that my body keeps you corded to me in blood. You are mine. I feel you in the ache of my breasts, imagine you resting there, little hands...

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Streetsweeper

JENELLE SAMUELS I sweep in the dark of the morning, under streetlights, when Kingston is quiet, where the only thing on the road is a mongrel dog that keeps me company if I feed him. He will tell me through a rise in his...

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Rest in Power

GEOFFREY PHILP For Scratch Filing past to offer respect to the remains of the giant who slept in a casket so small you would have thought it was built for a child still dressed in his red schoolboy cap and rings that bedazzled...

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Basin Tanka, From Memory

AMARA AMARYAH 1 you are medicine. you tell me, my head weighed down water dripping slick paths down my neck. i inhale, squint eyes, resemble someone 2 with dainty palms you weave strands back to their wildness detangling, i...

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Two Poems

KEVIN REIGH black apollo / head cornerstone I remember the blistered petal whispers of your lisp a slingshot seeking the smoothest stones a sniper peaking out from a parapet your slick words and syllables thick with the sulfur...

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No Gods

NIGEL ASSAM Those are not gods, but men, in ships passing on the horizon. No need to give praise, or offer sacrifices to the sky or to the sea. Waves won’t roar in anger, no deity lives under them, no god will thunder...

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Ablution

KAY-ANN HENRY And where have we found ourselves yet again? at the mercy of the land the air the water. I could run, but either way the sea is rising. Best we can do is use what will be left of the land— a palmetto fan for the...

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Middle Ground, HKW
PREE GOES TO BERLIN!The Haus der Kulturen der Welt (House of World Cultures) or HKW in Berlin has paid PREE the signal honour of inviting us to inaugurate its Middle Ground literary festival series. Seven Caribbean writers (Marlon James, Josefina Baez, Ingrid Persaud, Kei Miller, Ada Patterson, Vladimir Lucien and Lafleur Belle) along with Isis Semaj-Hall and Annie Paul of PREE will be on the ground in Berlin from August 25-27 with an exciting series of readings, discussions, performances and talks.

Middle Ground: PREE. Caribbean Writing
Interactions – Transactions – Reciprocities
Readings, Discussions, Workshops, Keynote lectures, Performances, Concerts, Party
25.–27.8.2023

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FICTION

 THE CAY
 Ethan Knowles

THE VENGEANCE OF MOKO
Gilberte Farah

PORK
Ryan Cecil Jobson

THE OLD GUARDS ARE CAMPING OUTSIDE
Alicia Valasse-Polius

LAUREL’S SECRET
Mikayla Vieira Ribeiro

THE GENERATOR OR UNLIKELY BENEFICIARIES OF THE TREATY OF BREDA
Montague Kobbé

POETRY

FROM SPAIN TOWN TO OUTER SPACE AND OTHER POEMS
Mbala Mgabo

MOORING
Shauna M. Morgan

STREETSWEEPER
Jenelle Samuels

REWILDING
Luke Elliott

HOLY BLUES AND OTHER POEMS
John Robert Lee

ART-ICLES

DARK EXPOSURE: ROBERTA STODDART’S THE BERTHA ROOM
Isis Semaj-Hall 

SURVIVING THE DREAM
Roberta Stoddart

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