Autumn Break

Spooky day. Mist so low and custard thick
The river noiseless, a longboat prow
Could come across the veranda.
Cats have embraced all of yoga, curled
As mollusc shells where spines shouldn’t bend.
The orchard stripping crows are finally speechless,
Stooped in their overcoats, raggedly on guard
For something with the password.
The air’s gone tidal, receding to the call
Now of a forming universe in the melting:
A calf’s foghorn announces loss of presence,
Chickens rattle for release from the night keep.
Radio silence while this catalytic lid
Occupies the space that was daylight saving.

My first Bluepepper poem, May 13 2014.
Australian Poetry Journal, Anthology 2014
‘The Leviathan’s Apprentice’, 2015 p. 27
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