Month: September 2018
The Golden Comb
Frank’s backed up. Continue reading
harbour city’s f_cked
the palm at the end, beyond the fence
a last thought of green. Continue reading
Sonnet – a different blue
Face it, nothing here will be sharper, clearer.
There’s no better brighter waiting below.
Continue reading
William Kentridge – that which we do not remember
Art Gallery of NSW, Sydney until 3 February
free Continue reading
Coalface
February 2017: It’s Question Time in Australia’s Parliament. It’s been a difficult week for the Government: dire polls, grim economics, scandals and policy flip-flops. They need a circuit-breaker. The Treasurer steps up to address the House, in his hand is a lump of coal. Continue reading
Friday favourites…
The stranded angler
Lake Illawarra, 7 September 2018
the long flat – gone to white
ring of hills process through blue, grey, black —
bright enough for one small life. Continue reading
The mountain
— looms in grandeur
— glaciers and dark passes
— avalanches (like a verb) Continue reading
Not the thing itself, only ideas
after Wallace Stevens
Snagged on the headland’s ironstone the storm drains the bay. The water’s surface is electric (with possibility), rain inscribes Pythagorean forms – trios, polygons, hedrons – onto the second-rate swell. Continue reading
Peter Frankis writes 