
1.
out of nowhere
a swollen wash of silt and logs Continue reading

1.
out of nowhere
a swollen wash of silt and logs Continue reading

the sky in manifold scenes – painterly
overhead, slate hankies frayed by the winds; Continue reading

The streets are christmas quiet
tho’ closed, the houses incline Continue reading

It’s lightening in the east
but night’s still close. Continue reading

(The Arente Trail 3km out of Chalet Dam, Larapinta Trail)
The surface is fine and powdery.
I can kick it up loosely with my toe. Continue reading

the Jiminy on my sill
mezzo to the choir Continue reading

these days
all mowing’s been suspended
but for a gesture Continue reading

(A quadrille for my old car)
The mirror sticker on the hatch
(with pillar rust and fender denter)
such a giveaway, screams back right off Continue reading

In the room
the air has sides Continue reading

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