Daily Archives: July 17, 2013

So much modern poetry is just word contortion and pretentious prattle. I thought I would give it a go.

Sticks settled   between toes,   forced deep in wet   sand,   ocean washed    with cuts like shells,   broken on the   beach – marooned, on   pebbles, smooth, bright,   as if lost – forgotten – … Continue reading

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Bushfire

Season spoke in searing teeth, as suffocating smile, to suck the breath from earth and air and would not be denied. In raging grasp of vicious red, and golden, searching dance, the fiery waves in blackened fall, screamed in the … Continue reading

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