Poetry

The Light Beneath Sleep

by admin on January 13, 2012

Sometimes, underneath deep sleep
is a certain diffused glow,
as, in the rainforest, luminous toadstools
glow green among the leaf litter
and beetles crawl about with winking abdomens. [click to continue…]

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The Laminex Table at 19 French Street, Launceston, Tasmania

by admin on January 13, 2012

The feature of the blue, laminex table
is depth and my grandfather’s elbows
which are flat like elephant’s feet from holding up his arms,
the story he’s telling, and the cigarette smoke, blue like the spring sky, [click to continue…]

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Do You Remember How the War Began?

January 13, 2012

Two soldiers are preparing to surrender. Right now they are hunched down in a bunker to get below the fire fight, and also because, curled up like this, you can depend for a moment on the plainness of gravel, the kindness of the dark believe that your mother’s arms have blessed you and though it [...]

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