Tilting Sancho, it is a time to hurrythis ochre land of sulphuris poultice to a failing queststalked by my own journeyI grow afraid these robesof castaway identity bleed Don, it is time to sit and eattake this moment of sandremember we scolded those merchantswho in the village squareput out the eyes of bullfinchesto make them … Continue reading Tilting

I slip slide my way to the garden         ice on the deck between ussitting by the unseasonable onionsclinging to their underground life        and the house ravens flophoping for some kitchen salvage         Every day has its glory My coffee    hanging breath in aira spinebill on the toe of my boot        its head tuckedin furtive … Continue reading I slip slide my way to the garden

How to bake the best breakfast scones, in easy steps Remove overfed cat from kitchen benchwipe down (bench) and remove hairwipe out mixing bowl removing furscrub pastry board, unblock sinkplace wad of cat (from sink) in compost bucketfrom pantry remove flour etcand furball in entrance, yes that 3am noise was realfind (chewed) packet of yeastopen … Continue reading How my cat made it into a review.

Ragnarök in the Coles supermarket car park I found Jesus in the kitchen, latehelping himselfto the sour dough loafsome roast beef, mustardI thought I’d take the chancemy lower back – a small miraclebut he only had advice, gentle exerciseback stretches. The Holy Ghost was hangingliterally, from the saucepan hooksI’d expected a big irradiating dovedropped to … Continue reading Very happy to have my poem Ragnarok in new issue of The Belfast Review.

Call Reception for a Shove The world has changed. It is an old Relief Society home for the abandoned and street lost, now converted to a cheaper hotel of small rooms. The lift is out of order. The last tranche of heat mid-Autumn wrings the air out, squeezing three high 30’s days from the relentless … Continue reading Call Reception for a Shove

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:

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.

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 “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.

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.