Issue Four

Summer 2012


Link’s Awakening

after The Legend of Zelda

Long weeks lost at sea in your little boat
caught in the gathering storm of yourself
you cling to the mast and dwindling hopes
as lightning transforms all to darkness.
You wake: the surf’s spray across your face,
weird bird calls, the faint smell of coconut,
a soft, familiar voice… What is this place?
Stranger than you could ever believe it,
though the islanders call it Koholint—
these beaches, lakes and forests that ring
a dark, uncharted mountain. You set out
in the vague hope of unravelling things,
but find the waves never far from your ear.
Is that owl watching you? Why are you here?


Ben Wilkinson



bird of paradise flower