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Category: Poems
As of October 2011, I’d posted over three hundred poems on this site, including many sonnets and search poems, as well as numerous poems that didn’t make it into chapbooks such as Abendland and Morgenland. I then ceased posting poems here, choosing instead to distribute them via my poem of the week newsletter. Then I stopped doing that too. Every now and then I post a poem here … but not as often as I’d like.
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Sunny
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1 min read
the sky’s gone orange mining & we’re left to wander (i’m waiting for a change in a tunnel filled with gas panic someone flipped me the bird it was a canary (shortly dead & the day remained sunny (zero chance of rain gauged delays were spattered with faux frustration & pule & it continued to…
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Heavy Rain Late
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1 min read
she rains heavy & she rains late i syndicate the weather & report with coffee like a tiny brown moon circling in the white cup made with two hands holding clouds up at sunset her eyes are red the rain falls heavy on the bedroom floor puddles of rain to hold down the fumes we…
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Harbour You
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1 min read
who will harbour you when the seas erupt harbour when the grave is shallow & leaks who willed this place of calm into being it’s a small harbour when the shots ping & hit i will harbour you when the minister won’t harbour you when all protest fails & build you an asylum if it…
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A821.4
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1 min read
that place where we all someday hope to die or rot at least (our skins like autumn leaves a shelf or two devoted to each mind aloof or in solidarity with those whose fame exceeds our own (no matter now this system lets us alphabetise our names as privilege leans on the obscure & the…
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More sun than clouds; sprinkles early
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1 min read
said let’s buy tulips because you were homesick twenty-four hour florist late-night emergency the tulips sat inside a cool store freezer still wet & trembling fragile as a whispered wish (we said let’s buy some tulips today there’s more sun than cloud their powers are quite expensive but what does money matter (when there’s more…
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Jess Malvern
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3 min read
The creek’s steam mingles with our gossip, picking apart other peoples’ reputations, as we do. The morning stream calls. I ran out of the house, missing the fern by millimetres. In a way this flood is funny. It washes so much of the year away. It’s as if we were caught stealing or smoking cigarettes,…
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Afternoon Clouds Sprinkles
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2 min read
Reading your electrical poems in a Northcote bar in winter made me long for Sydney where July was windy and wet but not cold. I sat in a laudromat once, read Faulkner to stay warm – & by September the frangipani was exploding along the Chippendale lanes. A sock got cold. I tramped through Central…
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chmod r-w-x
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1 min read
read she changed mode from mod to journo helsinki bound on a sleigh west of NO! bottle-blonde furies stalking XY stage shaken three-piece tour posters blur write lyrics in crayon lying dead in a field frozen shut her eyebrow raised when she plays my ipod says NO WA(VE)Y! like sue me helsinki! (art school’s ok…
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Rabbit Roulette
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1 min read
we’re beta refugees playing rabbit roulette on an insula island in some cerebral cortex the day my grandmother turned to smoke the white rabbits sat on the long wet grass white rivers of paper insulin dependencies territorial misgivings siblings incinerations don’t let this be our last conversation mate you’ll be heavy inside that casket i…
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War Flowers
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1 min read
comments require verification so pass the bandanna and cry a flower into it’s a war parents knew was coming & ever since then thoughts have been in turmoil as soon as argument was refuted he switched sides so hypocricy went unnoticed please go & fuck your self-righteous self sideways & stick business somewhere else maybe…
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Day One Rabbit
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4 min read
“Every time a rabbit comes out of its burrow, it is facing Vietnam the whole of its life …” Allen Carr (R.I.P.) they call me pirate dave just to piss me off i am the vietnam rabbit coming out of a hole out of a burrow blown to bits i am a rabbit coming out…
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Heel Hete
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1 min read
hotter than that princes highway hotter than the towering inferno hotter than hell on christmas day hotter than every cricketer’s mo – heel heet! by crikey, that’s hot heel hete! ouch! don’t touch it! heel hete! (i’m talking very hot heel hete! … ehm … oh, shit. hotter than any council barbecue hotter than ham…
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Rollmop
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1 min read
the dreamy scent of sleep escapes from a glass jar full of rollmops slipping here between day & night the stars fall like drops of (dew eclipses bait the atmosphere with hints of anarchy & FSU (bleachers groan beneath our stellar weights subway snarls make the beast with two attacks tip a jar upside down…
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Bijna
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1 min read
I was almost a bee by the time I was born under propylene beams I was two days old by the bee by the bay I was under moon wood that was why I would lie in the grasses at sunset was new & cicadas were still under nights by the light it was listening…
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Haunted
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1 min read
silhouettes of moons rising boxcars are stencils the shape of projections made by performance poets who’ve never fallen in love wincing through their routines screaming call a doctor (a doctor’s haunted holiday home the leafless trees the free shots administered at dawn the freezing branches stacked with animals cries like a gurgling brook an owl…