Davey Dreamnation

Nobody knows. Nobody knows what it means.
Jippie! We can speak freely here. Speak.
I’ll send you desires in the mail. We’ll
end up somewhere between the stars. It’s
making me crazy. It’s beyond real. Smile.
The world’s a mirror. You look good in it.
My dreams explode. No wonder. In the dark,
no one can see us. Nobody can hear these
voices. [...]

Her toenail polish is chipped and I love it.
She’s doing that crazy dance and it’s cool.
I’m feeling dizzy, not sure if she’s real.
But she is and she’s crazy and yes so am I.
I mean, a little bit crazy. Not real crazy.
Just a look in her eyes, wind in my throat.
I didn’t learn how to hang [...]

recognition of
prior learning
hindsight benefit
who’s got medicine? 
easy bodyguard
take it to the yard
dont you run away
look who’s turning grey
I’m taking my own direction on
starpower the intersection of
what you believe and
what i’ve got
recognition of
prior learning
pass the physical
just look busy or
study harder still
sacrifice your will
cruise to second place
the resources race
I’m taking my own direction on
starpower the intersection of
what you [...]

I follow the story-lines of your hair
in photographs. Tracing the sources of
stream tendrils. Making my way back to
the original kiss. Asking the universe
to contract. Let’s reserve a table in
a future restaurant. An advertisement
in a foreign place. Paperweight heart.
Your lessons in film-making, driving.
Navigation being the hardest part. We
could animate our own dreams. Powers
swirling in our star [...]

Why? Because. That’s it. No reason. Just
because. Why? Because why. It’s as simple
as that. Because. Because why? Trust me,
because. Why? Because that’s the way it
is. That’s no because, no why either. I
shrug. Because, that’s why. The reasons
are the answers. There’s why and there’s
why not. I’ll take because. Because why.
That’s why. Simplicity itself. Because
we’re all seeking [...]

In July last year I attended the World Haiku Association conference East Meets West in Sofia, Bulgaria. One of the organisers of the conference, Ginka Biliarska, who was kind enough to meet us at the airport and pay for our taxi into the city, had previously asked if I would like to do a little [...]

I’m looking for a house to live in but I
don’t know if I can live with myself. It’s
tricky. Damn my moods, the forgetfulness.
Hanging a sign outside my skull: for rent.
Mexican dances for the dead. Forget them.
Shelves lined with mix-tapes, coffee pot
forever mouldy. If it’s all the same, I’d
rather squat on grass. Those shirts from
the late [...]

Fields of megafauna, legends in our eyes.
Beneath a confected dune, I spilled some
water from a glass jar and watched as it
disappeared into yesterday. We pitched a
tent on the beach, listened to the dingo
howls, and prayed for rescue. The locals
don’t seem to mind us being here, though
we are invisible to them, of their past.
The animals’ eyes [...]

Two of the poems I wrote in Seoul, namely “Hoju Bihang-gi” and “imaginary cities: saga” have just been published in the second issue of Peril, the Asian-Australia literary magazine. It’s a pretty nifty site, actually, and you can even rate the poems out of ten! Other writers featured in this issue include Michael Farrell, Christopher [...]

Hi, it’s me. Really, it was great to see you
again. Our time together is always brief, I
know, but at least this time I made time to
sit back and think. Enjoy myself. Indulge in
beers and long walks on the beach. I liked
those moments we had alone together. Sunsets
yes, legions now, catalogued by my no-longer
functioning camera. Duty-free [...]