
tears
running down
their stubbly cheeks
the plains of their faces
10 November 2020. Springhill Road, Port Kembla.
After
some stayed in their cars
some got out and stood and those closest
did for him.
A red-whiskered bulbul (before)
head back calling
in the evening
in the neighbour’s olive tree —
‘wee-whit-h-h-h-h-who’ , ‘wee-wee-h-h-h-h-twuk’.
Here’s where you’ll stand at the head and at the feet. Your cheeks will be wet, keep nothing in reserve. Continue reading