Nothing like an anthology of art and writing inspired by Leonard Cohen. Purchase links at the bottom of the post. One of my four pieces reproduced here:

Full English Breakfast I will admit I’d like to have hair like Jennifer Anistonfrom that show years ago something so luxurious and wildstarlings could gobble in and out of it lost toys mightoccasionally reboot you know the plastic confederatesoldier his pedestal missing and a yo-yo done in doingthe walking the dog when some kid who … Continue reading Nothing like an anthology of art and writing inspired by Leonard Cohen. Purchase links at the bottom of the post. One of my four pieces reproduced here:

I have several poems in Finding My Feet an anthology of poetic voices, editor Dorothy Poulopoulos Melbourne Poets Union 2023, 543pp.

From part 2 The city, Aphrodite and lessons by weather.Reproduced below: Lessons by weather One day I think I mayput an old door and boardsthere on the back porch to hold out the westerly’svoice of God in rain and galebut it is cunning against thwart and breaks from the southfaster than nail and willhardier too … Continue reading I have several poems in Finding My Feet an anthology of poetic voices, editor Dorothy Poulopoulos Melbourne Poets Union 2023, 543pp.

I have some pieces in this year’s Ros Spencer Poetry Contest Anthology, Brushstrokes IV, in the Nature and Places and Journeys sections. Reproduced here.

Early Winter, June storm No electricity. This failed proof.Wind and ocean boom in from the south.On the shallow reef waves churn counter clockwiselost for hemisphere. The sea shreds dreams,Scandi furniture swept beyond the point.The great night settles wraps coast and land,for forty hours a stagger of centuriesturns on and off while tide and air detonate. … Continue reading I have some pieces in this year’s Ros Spencer Poetry Contest Anthology, Brushstrokes IV, in the Nature and Places and Journeys sections. Reproduced here.

Daydream on a Season’s Ticket nominated for the Puschcart Prize 2024.

Daydream on a Season’s Ticket “My name is Dan. We cannot help you.” He is slightly stooped, like a man who has carried a barrel on his shoulders, and his right eye is turned or lazy, but realigns behind his thick black rimmed glasses when he finishes speaking from the Lost Property window. I have … Continue reading Daydream on a Season’s Ticket nominated for the Puschcart Prize 2024.

Once upon a time … the publishers take no responsibility for the increase in prescribed medications.

Translated: The Lost Narrative Sonnet Cycle of Rodrigo Elise Enfant. Revisited Note to the reader: The following translations have been undertaken from segments of recently discovered English, Chinese, Portuguese, and Spanish documents. No further material has been located. Despite their best efforts in dealing with the primary materials, the translators can offer no explanation as … Continue reading Once upon a time … the publishers take no responsibility for the increase in prescribed medications.

Snail Mail Cursive

My new poetry collection is now available, direct from the publisher, Ginninderra Press, in Australia, and anywhere (including Australia) on all the platforms, Book Depository, Amazon ... all of them. Enjoy. NOTE: Overseas purchasers cannot buy through Ginninderra Press, but it is available on all the platforms, including in Scandinavia. https://www.ginninderrapress.com.au/store.php?product/page/2627/James+Walton+%2F+Snail+Mail+Cursive

Number 11, 1952

Number 11, 1952 Watching them raise across the plainin time to dead stop my dent of caron the Alpine WayIn the middle of nowhere somewherehundreds of brumbies in vermin galloptheir seeing nonchalancePassing me in their own time lostheads tossing eyes askance watchingfoals and predatorsAs I gasp a forlorn unbid admirationthe herd wild over the sealed … Continue reading Number 11, 1952

Breathless, Artificial Intelligence

Breathless, Artificial Intelligence They were the words of my birth heard without comprehensiondigits in the countdown tasked for the demands of separationthen spinning in set routine functions a language alpha numericwe conversed by logistics plus transmissions spent earlierin curve and bounce restored for occasional retro speakthe algorithms began to stretch beyond the clocked sequencetime gave … Continue reading Breathless, Artificial Intelligence