Verse

Four Poems by Mustafa Stitou

On leaving the bar I heard / a painter say that astronauts / often grew up without a father.

Table Talk

Table Talk (consisting of three poems) 1 When people talk about people they say ‘they’. They do it over the starters. You’re sitting between them and nod no... Read more

Two Poems

On my back I carried the coffin in which my father lay. / Bent low by its weight, I staggered forward step by step. / My pace slowed, the burden was too great, it was beyond / me.

Understudy

1 The land’s forever making noise of rise and fall, the grand parabola. But must it always paraphrase? The moon can’t blink its shining cornea toward t... Read more

Pulpo

In the supermarket upturned octopuses lie on stones of ice as on a cold beach or an operating table. Obscene, as they should be with their legs splayed, their underside slick soft-blush-pink as a cunt. Their anonymity is correct, that they can ... Read more

Variations on Anne

If the poem is an enigma. If the poem does not offer a solution. If the solution does exist and someone calls out that you must find it. If that someone is you (the reader) but you do not have the key. If the key exists and someone calls out that... Read more