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Poetry

24-06-09

“The Noise/Silence of Lasting Peace” James Cockcroft

  “The Noise/Silence of Lasting Peace” [after seeing Yoko Ono "Imagine" exhibit in the Musée des Beaux Arts de Montréal]  Read more…

Poetry

24-06-09

Eight Poems for the Wall Ilona Martonfi

  1. At Checkpoint Charlie customs huts   The death strip – scraped earth :wildflowers.   Sepia postcard of the  Read more…

Poetry

24-06-09

The Invasion of Gaza Ehab Lotayef

[See English version below]           غزوة غزة    بأكتبلَك من جوه حصار بأكتبلَك من تحت جدار  Read more…

Poetry

24-06-09

“Con el alma encendida con nuevas luces” (homenaje a Celia Hart) James Cockcroft

  June 04, 2009   Note for readers of Serai: I recently composed this poem in homage to my dear  Read more…

Poetry

30-03-09

Don’t Join Norman Nawrocki

      Hey kids! Want a career with a dubious future? A job where you get paid to play  Read more…

Poetry

30-03-09

Black Watch Lesley Pasquin

     Standing on the sidelines of the parade grounds, they are old now, grandmothers, great-grandmothers; women who forfeited their  Read more…

Poetry

30-03-09

Remember to Forget Maria Al-Masani

    May you die, in a coffin buried with tears, Buried with the youth of my years, Buried with  Read more…

Poetry

30-03-09

The Pan Scrub Game Christopher Barnes

  From thickset specky windows   he eye-balls the tough job warp and weft of the launch pad as it  Read more…

Poetry

30-03-09

The Old Airport Ilona Martonfi

  Look through grandmother’s kitchen window: a concrete airstrip, wheat fields, red poppies, cornflowers. Forsythia, osier willows in bomb craters.  Read more…

Poetry

02-01-09

Apocalyptic Phone Call, 2002 & Dolphins Don’t Blow Each Other Up Julie Mahfood

Apocalyptic Phone Call, 2002 On the phone, you told me you’d found Jesus, that you never really lost him, just  Read more…

Poetry

02-01-09

Apocalyptic Phone Call, 2002 & Dolphins Don’t Blow Each Other Up Julie Mahfood

Apocalyptic Phone Call, 2002 On the phone, you told me you’d found Jesus, that you never really lost him, just  Read more…

Poetry

03-07-08

Montreal, Blues Divers II

(suite de «Mtl, blues divers I») encore ce faux printemps en mars comme un attrape-nigaud dans cet hiver de force  Read more…

Poetry

01-01-08

A Conversation Tapan Kumar Bose

A Conversation Ring … Ring …. Ring …. They called last evening. “We do not want you to do what  Read more…

Poetry

01-01-08

The Foster Home Ilona Martonfi

Unhung paintings stood stacked against a metal shelf. Inside four walls on Rue Mariette. The easel. Tubes of acrylic and  Read more…

Poetry

01-01-08

2 Poems: flux, wi & dem Kaie Kellough

flux fleuve st-laurent i am the river. my ripples shift shaping glyphs. can you read me? the iroquois did –  Read more…

Poetry

02-06-07

Elergy for a Chinese (or any other) mineworker Rana Bose

(Every few months, perhaps weeks, there is a major Coal mine accident in China. Environmental issues are not just climate  Read more…

Poetry

02-06-07

Planta’s plaint Maya Khankhoje

Planta’s Plaint   I had returned to Siderea my ancestral home spending my time hitching rides on stars, swimming in  Read more…

Poetry

01-03-07

This famished road Trisha Srivastav

THIS FAMISHED ROAD a child picks up a glass shard i know he hasn’t eaten in days shocked I tear  Read more…

Poetry

01-03-07

Standing on the edge & my happy ending Breanna Myles

Standing on the Edge 2006 Looking over the edge Out and beyond her small town The past lies behind her  Read more…

Poetry

01-03-07

Baba moon Subir Das

Baba Moon My Moon God is Hidden There is no Light on your Face At a Distance Who are You  Read more…

Poetry

01-12-06

bhopal, 1984 Jaspreet Singh

Bhopal , 1984 Night shift: He separates smells with ease Dust of pesticide enfolds him like ivories Entangled in Carbide’s  Read more…

Poetry

01-12-06

serai sands nilambri ghai

Serai Sands A decade slips by A millennium approaches And we return To search for new Serais For blinded and  Read more…

Poetry

01-12-06

invisible bombays Jaspreet Singh

INVISIBLE BOMBAYS We left somewhere a life we never found, Customs and gods that are not born again… –Dereck Walcott.  Read more…

Poetry

01-12-06

icons of a well-weathered life maya khankhoje

Icons of a well-weathered life I have taken to brushing my cheek Against the silky smoothness My babies! Of your  Read more…

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