
It was astounding, to look out over the roofs of the houses, silhouetted in the glow from the fires and be confronted with such an aerial display

It was astounding, to look out over the roofs of the houses, silhouetted in the glow from the fires and be confronted with such an aerial display
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The restless ocean’s
seductive, flowing body
girdled by the shore
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Submissions have reopened for Shooter Literary Magazine‘s issue #7 with the theme of “New Life”.
As always, the theme is open to interpretation. In addition to the subject of birth, writers might like to consider themes to do with renewal, invention and reinvention. “New Life” could conjure starting over later in life; giving someone a chance at a critical time; rescuing animals or people, perhaps through adoption; second chances and opportunities that radically change someone’s circumstances. Non-fiction to do with trying to get pregnant, birth or parenting (from either a personal or political perspective) is particularly welcome. Poetry should incline to the observational rather than experimental end of the spectrum.
Literary fiction, creative non-fiction and narrative journalism should fall between 2,000 and 7,500 words. Please submit only one story or up to three poems per issue. Simultaneous submissions are welcome but let us know if your work is accepted elsewhere. All work must…
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Meg had just one dream
to dance around the nine stones
and now there are ten
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The room was cleared. They had not bothered to replace the boards. Despite all efforts no cause for the mysterious tapping could be found. Some just thought it was mice, others beetles helping the slow process of decay. But I know different, trapped within these walls but with no voice to tell.
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Try reading to yourself or others the poems referred to here without a lilt by intuitive Gallic influence and you will see and feel the power within the words referred to. An excellent recommendation.

If you are interested in Irish mythology and you haven’t read the early poetry of W.B. Yeats, you really should. Through his early volumes of poetry such as The Rose and The Wind Among The Reeds he re-invented Irish mythology, making it more accessible to anyone who could read.
There is an animism to his early poetry – he brings the natural landscape to life better than any other ‘Celtic Twilight’ poet. There is also danger. His Sidhe or Danann are amoral creatures and there is the suggestion that if you hang out with them too much you run the risk of going insane.
And there is the sheer escapism of his poetry at this stage. Or maybe escapism is the wrong word. Transcendentalism might be more accurate. The early Yeats sees art as separate from reality. It exists in its own transcendent realm and this is reflected strongly in…
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Tanka
the mirror reflects
the dark thoughts harboured within
the eyes of the beast
yet no reflection is seen
unless the dark Lord allows
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Haiku
A mirror would not
harbour major surprises
for those who were blind
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all that remains
when the flame of love burns low
are embers and ash
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