the future (is a child at play)

I was goingto writeabout shutdowns everythingconsidered non-essential but insteadas I contemplaterestrictionand the needfor life events long plannedto be cancelledI am distractedby thoughts of the pleasurethat can comewith company of how small childrenrepresent something unbridled life and joyeven amidst incidentaltears I was watchingtodaya young boya small girlat play surrounded by adultswho had moved mountainsto createa happy … Continue reading the future (is a child at play)

defiance (and survival)

it wasunacceptable thatis what the politicianssaid thousands of peoplegatheredin defianceon bondi beachand failing to exercisesocial distancing the priceof disobedienceto edictand official requestis the closureof beaches ~ it was unacceptable that’s whatthe beach loverssaid they can’t stop peoplefrom livinglike people they can’t be allowedto impose fearby decree the over-reactionis outrageous andjust whodo they thinkthey areto close … Continue reading defiance (and survival)

trust (judgement)

there comes a pointI supposein every crisis where the namesof the leadersmatter the nation’s leaders the world’s leader the names and identitiesroll through the mindin a wondering wayduring the dark hoursof the middleof the night the names thatin these blackest hoursof our timeswe need to trust implicitlyand completelyto know what to do we need to … Continue reading trust (judgement)

Small Town Kid – price drop promotion

I've advertised Small Town Kid in both, the US and UK, via the promotional newsletter of 'The Fussy Librarian'. You might recall I was beside myself a short time ago when Walk Away Silver Heart hit #1 in about 8 Kindle categories and in a couple of different countries. That was a free promotion, also … Continue reading Small Town Kid – price drop promotion

the book fair is not described (in any text)

the book fairisn’t happeningthis year I was therelast yearmanning a stall fifteen thousand peoplecamesome bought a year’s supplyof reading thirteen booksin one hit wow butthe book fairin that little townis not happening crowdsmore than one hundredare banned and a lady saidwe’re closing downthe whole townis about to die the new illnessesare depressionand despair the main … Continue reading the book fair is not described (in any text)

mask (and demise)

driving througha little towntoday I saw someonea studentfrom a local schoolwalking on the smallmain street wearinga face mask imaginemasks worn casuallyon the streetin the daytime still an unusual sightwhere I live they catchthe attention ~ an articleon the newsfeedtodaydescribed an assault down south of herein tasmania a manof asian appearanceandwearing a maskwas punched a blow … Continue reading mask (and demise)

no-one to watch it happen (in australia)

wellin australiawe started to quarantinea few years agonow we called itborder controlandturn back the boats said things like we controlwhogets into this country it was almosta noveltyback then ~ no oneis allowedto fly away international linesmust not be crossed every countryis an islandnow I can waveto youacross an ocean shoreto shore untilthey stop us ~ … Continue reading no-one to watch it happen (in australia)

happy birthday (twice) to me and you

I am singinghappy birthdayto me I am singing itagainfrom startto end a little songlikehappy birthdaycan make me safeif I use the soapand rub my handsscrub myselfclean it isn’t reallymy birthdayI suppose you knew this is just a wayto learn they tell meif I singmyhappy birthdaysnice and slow I might liveanother birthdaydown the road so sing … Continue reading happy birthday (twice) to me and you

stella’s song: getting by (on plastic)

I liveon the welfare line get my moneythrough a card no gamblingnoalcohol but if my shopsellsa beer or a scratch lottery cardmy cardwon’t let meuse it mineis a little townthere’s not much choiceabout where I go nowthey’re putting mein quarantine . . . self- isolation . . . I don’t know paying meorat leastmy carda … Continue reading stella’s song: getting by (on plastic)

a pity (in a drowning)

the stock market dieda little bit moretoday I think it diedfrom a bigger fallyesterday I used to thinkonceupon a timethat you work your lifeand then retire little by littlethat truthhas gonelike the breathof a politician’s promise the pension was therefor the older folkat the endof the toiling life a little paybackfor beinga good citizen but … Continue reading a pity (in a drowning)