tell me again beauty said, say it for
real, tell me with your heart about art Continue reading
poetry
Quadrille – The sun itself
Sure it’s meant
to be abstracted at some level.
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Morgenspaziergang
The lagoon is full of machines: small ones in the reeds
tocks and bocks, little clocks; a larger one maybe a fox (!) Continue reading
The Christmas Comet (46P/Wirtanen): missed it
Street lights back-scatter
particulates from the Stack,
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Lions in the rain
Starlight Circus, Warrawong, 10 October 2018
The chicken wire holds the savannah down,
rain drips on their musty manes. Continue reading
Summertime Sadness
a dreamy inside edge played on to
a tree full of clown-face rosellas Continue reading
A delay on the Northern Line
The Night Express slow on wintry tracks. Continue reading
the blank page
I find myself to be a dromedary
That has run short of water Continue reading
Friday favourites – 23 November 2018
Aotearoa Poet Laureate (2017-19) Selina Tusitala Marsh recently visited Australia for the 2018 Sydney Writers Festival. Here she is discussing the future of the Commonwealth (it’s kinda like the EU but with more colonial baggage) and her writing. Continue reading
The Naturalist
1. The Shore
A pelican frame,
the great wings hung, Continue reading
Peter Frankis writes 