Poetry
Dogs in Cars
Dogs locked in cars while their masters shop / are all reduced, their territory circumscribed / they feel they are abandoned, left powerless / their only weapon left to them their voice....
Turning 30 Twice Over
Yukio Mishima swore he’d die a beautiful corpse. / It was the age. The sixties feared the thirties. / At thirty something you got over it / And now that you approach...
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Fall Guys
Despite their common name, scapegoats / are seen in the spring and summer. / / Take note: the fact that you got dumped / on your anniversary means nothing to the...
Light Rained Down
Lake St Clair, Tasmania, September, 2009 / / Rain drummed staccato on the metal roof, waking me before dawn. I lay in bed listening, / my nose like a dog’s, cold...
Tongue
Daring inhabitant of a confined space / bounded by what can bruise, slice / / or even kill the organ — a bilobate, blind, mouthless moray / lurking in a shark’s maw, subsisting...
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Early morning, PMO
Hansard, bound in the dead of night, arrives. / / Lay the debate open on the table. / Leaf through, take in the gore of question period, / petitions splayed, begging...
Impact
The khaki Humvee hits a bump / in the tarmac and the back / wheels blow off, the rims / scraping sparks as the whole / thing slews into sand and those...
Cornetto
In the monthly magazine, / you are bound for glory, / standing tall, antiquated, / your lean body / legendary, / -a solemn note / of wood and wind… / anniversary time,...
In April
This season, this month / you worry about papers, exams. / You analyze Wordsworth and Byron / and tell me this morning with a voice so solemn / that they both died...