Tag: poem

Instructions For Julianne, Upon My Death

Julianne, go hometake your dusty shoveland hollow three stepswindward of our treeits boughs bent, unripe fruitdangled over muddy riverroots snagging, thorns bloody with testament to youth's tangled hands stained pockets, thosewild dreamstake your shovel and digand digging, growsteep graves of dry dirtbeneath the rumbling thundertesting lesser courageyet let no rain prevent youpiling soil, peeling timewhile … Continue reading Instructions For Julianne, Upon My Death →

Apron

the pocket is dark,crumby.in here lie ancient cakes, forgotten cookies,bread rolls, birthday icing. the never-washed linen, pouch ofmemories, of years laughter lovetight around my neck,broken tie restretched,resewn again.first knots made, later undone'round your expanded middle,sunken it carriedme in sagging pocket,a joey licking spoonswith floured sticky sugar smiles.and laterI adopt the ties,and stiff with age andancient … Continue reading Apron →

Raising Awareness

It was White Ribbon Day here in Australia last Friday: a day to say no to men’s violence against women. It coincides with this Thursday, 25th November, the International Day for the Elimination of Violence Against Women. On average, one woman a week is murdered by her current or former partner.White Ribbon Australia, 2021 Nearly … Continue reading Raising Awareness →

Who’ll Come Waltzing?

I thought I met a dog todaywith manky paws and fur astraywith black bead eyes and lolling tonguehe came up like I was someonehe came up like he wished to talkand wagged his tail and gave a squawkI jumped and said you’re not a birdare you? although that was absurd,and dog said meow and then … Continue reading Who’ll Come Waltzing? →

A Dream of Autumn

The world wakes to you,Like spice stirs senses long forgot,Like earthy peat burnt on a hearthLends smoke aroma to a pot. And stretching from the once-warm airTo crisp and frosty morning breath,The world welcomes your coming then—You are the new and favourite death. When ghost of Summer lingers onIn golden sunshine packaged up,You cradle life … Continue reading A Dream of Autumn →