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Why Wars Happen, Beings on Earth Die
57 words Above the reeds the red clouds gather. The boats moored at the river bank reflect the blood, half full of water. If only we knew whom to thank. We look up at the darkening sky, sun as if...
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BUK Near Donetsk
54 words Beside the fields of rye and flax there is a road that leads to birches, pocked with dark puddles and tank tracks, above which no white dove perches. Green men pray to another Christ, a...
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The Donetsk Morgue (October 2014)
104 words Some lie alone on carts, while others who are new, wait stacked up on the floor. For you see: there’s a queue inside the Donetsk morgue. Death masks and private parts here are processed and...
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What They Found
119 words “The dead came back from Jerusalem, where they found not what they sought.” —Carl Jung, Seven Sermons to the Dead, Sermon I, 1916 Beneath a leaden sky: street merchants peddling wares, old...
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The Counter-Currents 2014 Summer Fundraiser An Appeal from Our Writers
1,016 words During last year’s Counter-Currents Summer Fundraiser, a number of our writers issued statements of support. They are just as valid now as then, so we are reprinting them here. Leo...
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Two New Poems
19th-century Japanese print of “namazu” (the catfish that cause earthquakes) being restrained by a rock. 145 words Tarn Catfish When viewed from the grey bridge above they are black submarines that...
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Rhine Meadow, 1945
116 words How bitter to abandon the King Tiger, long 88 pointed toward the blackened sky; to flee west for three days in the spring snow from the T34s of the Red Army; to toss the Luger, and wave the...
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Six Feet Beneath the Snow
58 words Deep from head to toe into the second sleep, sister to the crow, she does not hear me weep. A continent away, a sky and ocean apart, I am her last born stray, I with my leaky heart. No, we...
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Somewhere over Germany, 1945
30 words At the gates of heaven he did not know the names beyond the bombing bay. But many miles away he could still see the flames judging the dead in Dresden. From Leo Yankevich, Tikkun Olam and...
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The Ghost of Metre is as Dead as Friedrich Nietzsche’s God
737 words Robert Vas Dias, London Cityscape Sijo (Perdika Press, 2012) Darius Victor Snieckus, The Slow Wheel (Paekakariki Press, 2012) Kate Foley, A Fox Assisted Cure (Shoestring Press, 2012) Wynn...
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Flags
76 words Gay Pride is raised, and Dixie’s down. The Kenyan king inside his House has it lit to reflect his crown. Ms. Jenner’s teats swell in her blouse. Burrs prick the sky in Baltimore, more melons...
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Archie Bunker Rhymes
57 words A cuckservative wooed the vote of Diego, and married a dwarf from south of Laredo. The Koch brothers offered him a lump, and then along came Donald Trump to put an end to Pinko correctness....
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Do Not Shed Tears for the Drowned Boys
73 words Do not shed tears for the drowned boys like flotsam on the Turkish shores. Free from their fathers’ stupidity, their wings bear the Trojan horse to the ruins of antiquity and to the altruistic...
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ReFugees
55 words Ten thousand cuckolds in Iceland invite ISIS into their beds. Merkel lifts her heavy hand, lecturing on conscience, weds it with betrayal, giving a shove to Deutschland’s honest working poor,...
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Your Mother’s Eyes, Your Father’s Chin
136 words When you kneel down to feed the poor they’ve got to have your mother’s eyes, your father’s chin. Spurn, curse the Moor. Muhammad scornful to the core dreams of a Euro Paradise when you kneel...
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Mother Europe
50 words Smoke in the alley of her love, rank smouldering rags inside a barrel, as swarthy Syrians push and shove, like Moors of old, determined, feral . They’ll raise the crescent, kill the dove, till...
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The Counter-Currents 2015 Summer Fundraiser An Appeal from Our Writers
1,075 words Since our last update, we have received 16 donations totaling $2,927.88, in amounts ranging from $15 to $1,000. This amount has been matched, for a total of $5,855.76. Our total is now...
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Sunday Morning
52 words We stand and watch, faith almost wavering, hunger looking out of childish eyes, daddy so tall, holding the frightened thing, head on the block just as the hatchet flies, falling . . . fallen...
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Schultheiss Bierstube
123 words German translation here I look down, see there’s a new bank where the Schultheiss Bierstube was the summer of 1934. It was a place where Germans drank their märzen, pilsner, kölsch. The buzz...
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Die Schultheiss-Bierstube
121 words English original here Ich blicke herab, sehe es gibt da eine neue Bank, wo die Schultheiss Bierstube war, in jenem Sommer 1934. Es war ein Ort, wo Deutsche ihr Märzen, Pilsener und Kölsch...
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