My name is Leah. I live and write in Wellington, New Zealand. Welcome!

Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Tuesday Poem: 'I Know This Much At Least' by Mollie Wells

From the single point of distance
we are half dark half salt half boat

and a line of matches striking sea,
and bone, to shore.

You bullshit hymn. You stupid rat.

You ugly river beach, why the hell
are we out here again? What with

all this bringing me into the cooler
mist of you, I can’t remember how

the city’s meant to look against the
white of its Queen Mary, how I used

to see the sopping wedding dress of
it and sitting here right now, whether

flesh or memory, I can promise I won’t
ever know the lace like that again.

I’ll only know the donuts that you brought
to bring the edge down off the end of us,

like coconut has ever had a say in what
makes up a good goodbye. You know, we

might’ve just stayed quiet. Let the sulfur run
itself to sleep, you stupid bruise. You spoiled

rotten scrape.

Mollie Wells is a writer, editor and musician from Columbus, Ohio. She’s a regular contributor to BUST Magazine and the Mishka Bloglin. Find her at

Wednesday, October 17, 2012

Tuesday Poem: 'The Conversationist At Night' by Patricia Caspers

In the insomniac hours
she hears the incantations
of seers and shamans,
and listens like a child
at her parents’ bedroom door,
but their voices are shuttered
as if from the underside
of her pillow or through
the slow fog of another
universe where the spectacled
cormorant still dries its feathers
on unmined rocks
by a sea so clean
he can see through his own black
reflection to the passing
sweet eel—maybe
his afternoon catch—
all the way to the sand-
cradled bottom,
where he will dive, finally,
pulling her under.

Patricia Caspers is the poetry editor for Prick of the Spindle. Her poetry was published most recently in Ploughshares, and she writes a weekly blog post about women and poetry for Ploughshares. She lives in Massachusetts with her family and teaches writing at Worcester State University.

Monday, October 15, 2012

Come One, Come All...Come and Submit!

I have the great honor of being invited to be the new Poetry Editor at The Open Road Review (

The Open Road Review is an online literary publication, started by Kulpreet Yadav with the intention of giving space to new voices. Kulpreet is from New Delhi, India, and I also join Shanti Perez from Spokane, WA, who is the Fiction Editor.

We'd love to encourage anyone who is interested to submit their work (guidelines can be found here:

I'll keep you posted...I'm really excited about this new venture!

Tuesday, October 9, 2012


The lone skunk
nosing her prow
from cabin to
shed, boathouse,
lodge, peaceably cleaved
a slow arcing curve
around the aspen or birch
I leaned against.
Despite the streak
between her eyes
and the impressive wake
striping her body black,
white, black, white, black,
she was hugely calm.
Not happy: aware
of her competence.
She did not spray.
I may have flinched.
Any noise I made wasn’t much,
the ripple of her passing.

(c) David McAleavey, reprinted here with his kind permission. Please see it in its original Anderbo glory here:

Head back on over to The Tuesday Poem hub for more wonderful poems today!

Monday, October 8, 2012

Monday Inspiration: Marc Johns

I haven't really kept up with this area of my blog, and I really miss sharing the inspiration! So today I was looking through Marc Johns' website, saw this picture, and just thought....YES!

My striped jumper always makes me feel better.