vigilance (eternal)

I am seated –quiet –in the verandah shade jut away –a little –from the beating sun my reasonisthe ripening plums alreadythree quarterstakenor scattered as debrison the ground todayI am guardianto a small harvesttomorrow ~ the two oak treesare lushin leavesand densein green their shadowsconceal wattle birdsand magpies thrip-pickersand blackbirds cockatoos they are –nearly –invisible amazing … Continue reading vigilance (eternal)

saved (by wonder)

would it bewonderful would itbe . . . marvellous to be savedin the nickof time to avoidan ignominiousend Ithink it might ~ the streetsare full of houseslitby lights every colour –redand green and blueand golden shades – imitationtwinkling stars and mangerslordmangerseverywhere memesand memoriesof somethingfrom long ago who knowswhat thatmight have been the christmas cometis in … Continue reading saved (by wonder)

Merry Christmas, 2021

I'm planning to wind down my online activities for the year from around now, so I thought I should take the opportunity to thank everyone who has followed along with the blog here and my various publishing activities through 2021. You make this obsession of mine with writing and publishing poetry feel a little special. … Continue reading Merry Christmas, 2021

faded (the stars away)

Who are those hooded hordes swarmingOver endless plains ~ I ate the moonlast night right downto the rind then skimmeda staron fireacross the sky laterit was the starsthemselves eaten bythe eastern sky oneby oneit claimed them a wave of lightsnuffing outthe night time and yet . . . and yetthere was noviolence no celestial spillageof … Continue reading faded (the stars away)

a low song (for a dying moth)

What is that sound high in the airMurmur of maternal lamentation ~ singa low songfor the bogong moth e-e-iy e singsad songsfor the bogong moth e-e-iycorroboree motherthey are deadthey are dying e-e-iy e mother they are deadtheyare dying e-e-iycorroboree motherwe aredeadandwe are dying e-e-iy eiy e we are dying no morewe will hidethe moon … Continue reading a low song (for a dying moth)

run run (with majesty)

Majesty - 02/12/20221 some daysI playwith majesty and the greataboveplays with meI know I know I standand stareas the might aboveshape-changes I am justa childdiscoveringmy aweagain in the heart of white in the heartof grey beneatha raindropfalling all the wayfrom there ... down ... down ... to me I doa little dance –three stepsin cotton … Continue reading run run (with majesty)

go (my love) let’s go

Ibis before the storm - 03/12/2021 my lovelet’s fly away across the faceof the creepingstorm you and Ialoneagainstthe sky hailand rain lightning wind I hear the thunderrolling rollingover everything . . . everyonebefore it but we –you and I –wecan fly fasterthan any stormcan roll my love . . . my lovelet’s go ~ I … Continue reading go (my love) let’s go

my parliamentary friend (who is a dog)

But when I look ahead up the white roadThere is always another one walking beside you ~ who are youmyparliamentaryfriend I thoughtI knew youon election daywhenso many of uspassed our judgements placing youbehind the microphoneand dais we believedyou would give thoughtto all of ouraffairsof state and make lawsto help the governanceof this land and todayyou … Continue reading my parliamentary friend (who is a dog)