Captain Morning have you always been? Holding the tiller, prow skewed in among cloud layers Imagine one enormous star baked into sky’s dark bread infinity’s rising yeast and can you hear the breaking? Brittle crack // a toffee eye sheets down, permanent raining Captain Morning skipper of waking your yellow fuzz warms my neck, bids … Continue reading Captain Morning
Category: Climate Change
The Last Witness
Bring in the coroner. Let her stand before the court and speak. "Thank you, Your Honour and all the grand, wise jury. Here are my findings: What sinks is not the eye blue and white as granny’s delftware beside the tall vase of fresias: pretty things (our frames and lockets) get preserved for viewing, taken … Continue reading The Last Witness
a failure in optimism
(hopefully brief) we are all but sharks in the planet’s glowing tides snapping at spilled blood and exhausted by a need to grow teeth some days a deep breath means looking up... missing keystones and folded tower-blades, all in the seven greys of a dead fish, clouds raked into piles and societies bent low, as … Continue reading a failure in optimism
Painting Hope
Paint big ideas on the old blank sky paint them bright to catch the eye Paint some more and paint it large: paint the pollution from our cars and paint the sea a foaming brown and paint the greyness of our towns. Then paint some green in one small place to remind us of Earth’s … Continue reading Painting Hope
NaPoWriMo #3
Sugar Mass & Colour Swirl Perhaps Earth’s a lollipop and we - tricked into sugar-mass and colour-swirl sticky and expendable - forget to think of space, its dark flap of tongue, the wiggling tastebuds of stars consuming time (we created ticking clocks although their message is not ours and control ends at our fingertips like … Continue reading NaPoWriMo #3
Effacing Earth
‘You all know the wild grief that besets us when we remember times of happiness.’– Ernst Junger, On the Marble Cliffs, John Lehmann, 1947 and so too the garden scrapped of colour the dry soil set to run up every limb and bough and leaf bushes of standing dust sepia shadows replacing bold ink lines … Continue reading Effacing Earth
#Go Dog Go Haibun Wednesday
Write about the weather in Present Tense These last few days, everyone is saying “Thank goodness for the sun!” People are stretching like cats, long skin and whiskers pleased. It’s true the summer has been a wet one. Canberra wringing in a wet towel, warmth like dogs breath fogging up the sky. Mosquitoes are having … Continue reading #Go Dog Go Haibun Wednesday
This Waking Guilt
On first sight, I see that the surf rolls up light like rice into sushi and that the disingenuous sun has one bright blade dissecting sea from sky. I see that the clouds puff darker grey on the broad cheek nearest to the headland’s blunt fist. I see it all. But when I come again … Continue reading This Waking Guilt
In the Way of Progress
When the bulldozer came for our house we sewed signs into the windows that said “panegyric government perpetuating poverty” and the great machine purred there like a cat contemplating a lizard’s tail. Then a bloke yelled from the driver’s seat “What does it mean?” and we yelled back “Look it up in the dictionary!” He … Continue reading In the Way of Progress
Sanctuary Walk
as we walk the ancients shriek feathered song of dinosaurs and in the pond, a rippled grey sky white butterflies' irregular ascent soft handed clouds blindfold the mountains i turn away from information boards extinction: the past's blunt tail a black swan dives and dives dripping from beak's red blade in my wrinkled heart a … Continue reading Sanctuary Walk