Night Forest Journal Issue 3

The world has been a strange place since the release of the second issue of our journal. This strange quality has permeated near all aspects of civilisation, in more ways than we could articulate here. In a very long book, the philosopher Schopenhauer described poetry as being greater than history, as history can only account [...]

A CALL TO HOWL…

“He was mastered by the sheer surging of life, the tidal wave of being, the perfect joy of each separate muscle, joint, and sinew in that it was everything that was not death, that it was aglow and rampant, expressing itself in movement, flying exultantly under the stars.” ― Jack London, The Call of the [...]

Detonate by Flower Bomb

Does your heart skip a beat to the rhythm of a splitting sky? Or when bent staples decorate the crowns of still-born kings and queens? Curiosity dances upon our satisfaction like nails on a chalk board as our imagination holds precious time hostage. The hands of a clock are bound with the razor wire of [...]

Quagmire by Brendon Crook

Whilst civilization claws the edge of its pit, In a wild scramble to save its deranged plunder, It sinks slowly into the quagmire of its own treachery, Mutating to ever more grotesque spectres of depravity. The few horrified children, Born of old hearts, Hide in the shadows from the Babylonian wastes, And quake at the [...]

AKU DAN DIRIKU / I With Myself by Okty Budiati

18 Februari dari balik likat menyamar pula rembulan kematian bukanlah limbah seperti taburan belantik tikam rongga pekuburan aku jalani hidup di bumi kebiadaban raga terobati merakit gasing berkarat tercekik serasa bernafas di sudut ini; aku kesepian perang menarikku pulang --------------------- February 18th, behind the murky nebulous moon death is not the cesspool like the sparkling [...]