Excerpt from 'Glaciers' by Sarah Jane Barnett

She notes down the time, opens the aquifer sample

taken from a farm west of Hastings, a saturated and fertile zone

of nested multilevel wells. She pours



it into the debubbler. The team used a direct push

drill, the cleanest way to sample intensive farming regions.

The water shines as it shunts through the tubes.



She builds a model on her computer, maps

the geology of the

The Noise by Lee Posna

a Sargasso of monologues that were all attracted to the
noise


� Clive James



As
the Great Pacific Garbage

Patch,
gyre of voyaged plastic

Irkutsks
and chemical sludge, most

fecund
upper section and sunniest

of
a deep pelagic cylinder

sea
myriad thousand cubic miles

big
with bright anchovies

is
one lens on a century



so
this rose window�

arabesque
brass tracery

to
which myriad

Early Growth by Rachel O'Neill

At her party the boy runs best with the hard-boiled egg. During
the obstacle course she meets him at the bird feeder on top of
which raisins are scattered. �I�m a bird,� she nibbles and the boy
really does bob and nod. Later he says, �we�re twins, and I can
telepathically read the thoughts in your head,� at which point she
makes a dent in his leg. It�s spring. Sometimes she hears an animal
cry as

"Pandora" by Rhydian W. Thomas

� Rhydian W. Thomas, 2011. The poem first appeared in Hue & Cry Issue No. 5, and is reproduced with permission of the author.

Editor: Sarah Jane Barnett


Ever since reading "Pandora" the poem has stayed with me. I thought it would make an interesting Tuesday Poem as it's quite unusual. For me, I can't think of another poem that has