Lit.-Mag #36 Home & Homecoming Islands are places far from land “Islands are places far from land. They lie unknown to the world, separate, secluded, segregated. And one must leave the mainland to discover this new, little-known acquaintance. Yes, one must be mobile…and the arrival has to discover it; for when he arrives, in many… Anant Kumar weiterlesen
Autor: Gerald Ganglbauer
S.K. Kelen
Lit.-Mag #36 Home & Homecoming The captain says it’s cold Coming Home (from my Papuan holiday) Goodbye Moresby. Goodbye jungle. Flying home. Over the phosphorescent green reef where the wing of a Japanese transport plane stands like a broken soldier. Across a jade desert that joins the sky. Over the mountains that were really clouds.… S.K. Kelen weiterlesen
Halvard Johnson
Lit.-Mag #36 Home & Homecoming A Poem from Finland Homecoming Say we return in half a thousand years to find no streets or roads, but everybody staying in the same place never suspecting there is anywhere else to go. Say we return and hear not one piece of music, one sonata or symphony or opera,… Halvard Johnson weiterlesen
Walter Hoelbling
Lit.-Mag #36 Home & Homecoming wondering how to resume going home the world is with me on my way through rolling hills green after spring rain metallic evening light casts into sharp relief the contours of young leaves and orchards blooming a daring hare abruptly stops alarmed by the approaching car and in one arching… Walter Hoelbling weiterlesen
Ferida Durakovic
Lit.-Mag #36 Home & Homecoming Too much sadness and too little hair A baby with hair The rubber doll, probably conceived in the Russian doll factory as a boy baby, or a baby in general, sexless like all dolls and all toys in the world, her treasure, her baby kin, which her Mother had bought… Ferida Durakovic weiterlesen
MTC Cronin
Lit.-Mag #36 Home & Homecoming A million years of patience and dust Brood Sow for Christine Lavant The neck. Sour. I brood above it. Sparkly in the tree. Tap of hammers. Men at my gate swing God. Over the fence. I keep on farming. To drown the icon in goatseed. No bank accounts here. Stunted.… MTC Cronin weiterlesen
Jennifer Compton
Lit.-Mag #36 Home & Homecoming I live here too Borrowed Landscape Paddy Maguire’s Pub, near Chinatown, Sydney The trees, that do not belong to me, on the hill, that does not belong to me. This is my premise. The people in a house that grew like a mushroom. But with shattering noise! Oh yes! Look… Jennifer Compton weiterlesen
Nenad Bracic
Lit.-Mag #36 Home & Homecoming Artifacts of Unknown Usage Details from the Excavation Site of Kremzar, a Neolithic settlement In 1984, when we were in the final stages of excavations at the Neolithic settlement of Kremzar, we could not even have imagined what an incredible discovery we would be making. A strange country indeed? For… Nenad Bracic weiterlesen
Danijela Kambaskovic-Sawers
Lit.-Mag #36 Home & Homecoming Six poems from Balkan homes ‘Out of my house a tree is growing’ Selected and translated into English by Danijela Kambaskovic-Sawers (Belgrade-Canberra-Geneva) Željko Ivankovic (Bosnia & Herzegovina) Out of my house a tree is growing (Iz moje kuce raste drvo) Out of my roofless house a tree, growing for… Danijela Kambaskovic-Sawers weiterlesen
Sue Stanford
Writers Abroad II Tasmanic-Depressive One From London, the thought of Australia hangs from two pegs on the line, like a scrap of something melting. Tasmania, the first drop, a patch of foam from your duty free beer. You note with alarm that home-coming’s unsettled your ego – that cut flower. A barmaid wipes up a… Sue Stanford weiterlesen