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autumn

Daily tanka – 3 May

sunrise, how many
i’ve seen already this year
each says change your life

— today began so well
then rain on my roof 'til dusk

Image: Clouds, Sun and Sea’ 1952 – Max Ernst (1891 – 1976)

Today’s musical offering – (more hammering I’m afraid) – Australian composer Ross Edwards with marimba-iste and percussion black belt Michael Askill with Marimba Dances

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May 3, 2022May 3, 2022 peterfrankiswrites
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autumn f*cking leaves (Tumbarumba, NSW)

again. $3 bags of kanzi and jonathons 
are sweating on the change, pumpkins curl round 
roadside tables and here a whole parkfull

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May 6, 2021May 13, 2021 peterfrankiswrites
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autumnal sijo



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even as I beat these keys with my fist / they resist, spring springs back 
I groan, hammer the veins in my head / as if effort would suffice 
all winter’s rawness: the burnished furrow, the cornstalk wrecks


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April 14, 2021 peterfrankiswrites
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The sound of mowing

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I
rises from the back blocks and playing fields Continue reading →

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April 13, 2020May 9, 2020 peterfrankiswrites
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The afternoon storm

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the sky’s a lambent column
all the way to space. Continue reading →

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March 16, 2020March 16, 2020 peterfrankiswrites
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Autumn heart

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a fall
of golden leaves
tumbling in
brilliant air
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June 24, 2018 peterfrankiswrites
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Evening at South Beach

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All day the southerly blew hard on the face of the the sea until, finally, around evening the wind died. On the north side of the peninsula the water was luminous  – green and pink waves lined up to pearl on the cooling sand. Continue reading →

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April 18, 2018April 20, 2018 peterfrankiswrites
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season’s anagram (autumn comes)

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the wind moans in the cote
as it tunes canto (odd muso)
on manse doors and eaves.
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October 4, 2017 peterfrankiswrites
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