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Sleeping on the Beach
A rise of cool sand. We pull the yacht a few feet up the beach and dig the anchor down. The moon is half over, filling the water. Between brown bushes we unroll our sleeping…
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My Fisherman “The man who is to be a bishop, then, must be one with whom no fault can be found . . .” I Timothy 3:2 A man: not one of the effete, Nor one declined to Sodom’s …
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Sonnet on Shrimps
A week submerged in summer, and the boat is a green mass of river-weed. Within the hull shrimps flicker and fish glide, threading the full curtains and branche…
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Your Mother’s Faith
You mock her gently in a … loving way This beautiful woman who bore you Patronising wouldn’t be too strong But not a callous superior attitude More one of g…
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The Twitter Tweets The twits on twitter tweet to us Like sores disgorging social pus Their singular voice makes out to be The voice of all democracy They cluster round each social cause Like…
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Wellington Storm
In the windswept rains on Te Atiawa’s plainsIn the land of the lower North IslandWhere the clouds scud by in the foaming skyAnd crash on the Rimutaka highlands
The sur…
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Afterthoughts
Comes then summer smouldering and alightLonger days and shorter attire in brimming daylightOr around the pool-balmy nights or others more coolThat school the thought that cogent rig…
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No More
Not enough options, so I need plans.No answers or good ideas most days, so I need a good read after tea.No prospects, so I need good deeds and merits.
No expiations, so to make up fo…
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Reflections in Seasonal Mirrors
A spring that sprangLike yin and yangOr food to fangAnd a tune that rang with tonal pangsLike one to sing or the choir that sang
And mellow bing that follows …
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Thundering Hoofbeats
Australians love the expectation,Colour and the drama of the racetrack.The thunder of drumming hoofs.The very souls of fans on the fenceThe jockeys’ shining…
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The Girl Who Hugs Dogs
The girl who hugs dogs is teased by the boys across the street. The twang of their taunts is like a chorus of demons. She has no friends here … except of…
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Sea Cadet
On my first night at HMAS Leeuwin drill-hall (driven there by John Sanders, Not yet a world-renowned lone triple-circumnavigator, But God-like enough for me that night In his CPO’…
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Storm in Poplars and Saplings Poplars and saplings caught in storm blowing, Rage – wrap around to hurl back the challenge – Though groaning and sighing you bend from your growing,…
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Suddenly Before The Wilton Diptych (For Carol Norton-Smith) Stand before Wisdom – find you have been led – Stay answered here, for passing drifts to naught; Marry this moment of …
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Alcove If there is still room in his fond memoryFor the one he broke up withAfter they had spent five years togetherThere is a special alcoveFor the oneWho comforted him afterwardsFor five weeks. Ar…
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Swan River at Nedlands (i) Still today as always the jewelled patterns of golden sand under a yacht’s suddenly buoyant keel lifting in morning sun, in bird-shallows and wavelets blown o…
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Autumn Morning The jetty is deserted in the sun. Warm light streams to the river-bed, catching the lines of feeding fish, bright on the warm sand, seen clearly through unruffled water, their movement…
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Arthur on the Street Rex quondam, rexque futurus (Legend has it that King Arthur will return one day. Expect the unexpected!) Two-pot Vee of heavy gruntVestigial mudguards, back and frontExtended …
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The Certainty Principle
(Contra the ill-will that has produced modern philosophies)
When virtue rules, then I agreeWith sure epistemology,Then I am sound; I look and seeI’m certain, on…
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Seeing a Prominent Local Politician in a Box at ‘Countess Maritza’, November, 1989 How unpleasant to see you, almost marring our evening A lightning conductor for disgust and …
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At a Gallery
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Snap
Blue, lacing through Dark trees – Girls race from school Into the sun.
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Held
She deploys space, He measures time; Love’s con…
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The Dinner Guest
The rhetoric of elitessets off his built-in shit detector;he much prefers to eatwith hookers, drunks and tax collectors.
The Man from Moe
Cravin…
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