Poems
Smoke softens the trees, a swift omen scented before seen. / It warps what it brings, from the sun to grief. // I stir on the stoop I rent. All around me wasps shimmy, / Orange alphabet of knives. I call them father and son ...
... (read more)In the garden, my father sits in his wheelchair / garlanded by summer hibiscus / like a saint in a seventeenth-century cartouche. / A flowering wreath buzzes around his head – ...
... (read more)'Having mastered the art of using magnets / in discretionary acts / like making a pencil / float above a table ...'
... (read more)'The world closed in, but it was fortunate / there was her own interior to explore: / the prayer books a captain might have read / on long voyages, now small with gossamer pages ...'
... (read more)Day flicks its cards, laconic. / Even in April, a flamboyance of colour: / stray perfume for the pent. Burnt leaves / drift away one by one, like concert-goers ...
... (read more)Diamond Beach
Heads down and shoulders hunched, we set off, trampling
The footstep-gripping sands of Diamond Beach,
Into the flat refusal of the gale,
Squinting into a distance we would fail,
Surely, ever to reach ...
On Clare’s Skype the beach mixed every coral colour: the sheen,
saw George, transforming their soft bedroom in her mother’s
Mt Druitt house to a Micronesian dusk. But this South Tarawa ...
A boy appears at school early
to lick the flagpole and speak different.
Scratch the ‘g’ from ‘listening’ ...
Commissioning deities: Aphrodite, Adonis, Gaia, Venus
Topic: Beauty
Scope: Internal audit
Auditor name: Φαιδρα (Phaedra)
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This is one of the times you won’t remember.
You are lying side by side with your father
as the radio murmurs, a ghost wind shifting
from magnet to magnet that does not ...
