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,
a trough from the tropics,
neighbours’ all-hours WrestleMania,
sleepless in this funk.
CN2 and diatomic carbon green on cloud tops.
In the spirit, a Christmas beetle
free-falls Martian-rover style,
impacts the dusty plains of my head.
Image: Woodcut from the Nuremberg Chronicle, c. 1493. via Wikimedia Commons. A seasonal quadrille ( 44 word verse) marking the arrival and departure (unobserved by your poet) of the “Christmas” comet.
For those of you who’ve never encountered them, Wikipedia says…
Christmas beetle is a name commonly applied to the Australian and South African beetle genus Anoplognathus. They are known as Christmas beetles because they are abundant in both urban and rural areas close to Christmas… large…noisy and clumsy fliers, similar to the cockchafers of Europe…
And continuing the December playlist here’s the wonderful Django Reinhardt and Stephan Grappelli with Sultan of Swing.
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
