February 2009
1 post
Black Saturday is
demon’s breath parching, searing, crisping grass
stinging, slapping wind, beating us back with heat
possums dropping dead out of trees
birds gasping to cool down, backs to the wind
lethargic dogs, panting in the shade
absent cat
the smell of eucalypt
radio cackling out warnings
brown stain moving across the horizon
smoke acrid on the tongue
conflagration — the fire’s...
July 2008
2 posts
Fog is
Monday’s wedding veil discarded in wild abandon
nature-obscura view
atmospherics sleeping-in
rally drivers headlight whiteboard
magician’s sleight-of-hand explanation of her secrets
the words we never say
the morning after
June 2008
2 posts
Conversation is
street poetry
sign language of like-minds
assumptions, reading between lines
a torch whiting out in the fog of subtext
happy chatter of company — fortress against loneliness
reminder we are not alone
two dogs with tails wagging, recounting the odour of another dog
humanity dragged into oneness
human bytes not encoded for permanence
breath of words hanging in the air
April 2008
4 posts
Ringtail possum is
red eyes glinting in torchlight Toller yodelling catalyst night-time rustle of leaves after the wind has died shower of debris from above scurry of feet along the fence white C curl of tail mouse-like baby running up window flywire cat dreaming of lions, of the chase, of bringing the stag down elephants in the ceiling
Westgate Bridge is
east meets west with the birds life-flattener/memorial to workmen — those below/those that rode the span down 1970 earth tremor in the making road arch, cathedral dreaming Melbourne’s answer to the coathanger (Sydney’s) traffic snarl/road rager’s snarl four lanes at a time clicketty click of cameras redlight zone (40 km/hr) for cars suicide point — diving board...
February 2008
2 posts
Lamp is
focus in the darkness eye-constrictor cold masquerading as warmth nectar to human bees eye of Pixar interrogation illuminator homework helper electricity bill clicker overer sunlight made ephemeral
Sorry is
word long overdue bipartisan jumper we wear over our hearts inclement politics herded into four letters acknowledgment of past atrocities sign of a man with integrity and courage reflection of my heart tear-catalyst promise floating on an exhaled breath buds on trees at long winter’s end kernal of hope
January 2008
5 posts
Caterpillar is
promise of change voracious stomach on stumpy legs diamond masked as charcoal chomping mouth, plant-nuker, resin-strong smell — bottled forest fragrance in organic receptacle fat juicy treat for sparrows smear of green grease on a driveway chrysalis-dreamer
1 tag
Screensaver is
electronic paradox: the thing that burnt an image into computer screen (yes, really!) tattletale on work that isn’t being done catalogue of interests (Maximus, Aragorn, Dr Who…) catalogue of who’s winning the battle between me and my kids (Aragorn/Dr Who) holiday viewing/homesickness relief/images of my children generic pipes growing/star trail/swirling colours — hypnotic,...
Holiday mode is
slinking around the house in sleepwear all day being unchained to the clock/diary children in the house: noise, noise, noise languid reading on the couch, lolling a la Gatsby’s Daisy Buchanan sapping heat, flies, vigilance against mossies peeling sunburn in long thin strips dog-walking timetabled around temperature instead of around appointments time to dip into my own novel
December 2007
8 posts
Christmas Day is
lion-sated stomachs chairs groaning older people donning party hats scorned by too-cool youngsters corny jokes in crackers slapped fingers over crackling remember-whens and what-about-the-time that parade of new toys soon to be abandoned children who never appear before midday up at dawn sleep-deprived Santas, bleary-eyed and grumpy all day
Last minute Christmas rush is
badge of the disorganised people massed like maggots eagle-eyes bargain hunting desperation writ across many faces clunk of bags, ping of cash registers, sweat and strain endless search for car parks always being in the wrong queue at the cash register — queue hopping, losing tinsel, people, piped carols, people, press of humanity, people colour and sound, scent of perfume, grumbles promise...
Rain is
saliva for mouth of parched earth shuddering animal’s respite from heat fluid for farmers’ tears liquid life oozing into cracked ground suburban downpipe overfill causing gutter-waterfalls forgotten sound on an old tin roof summer swell of mosquitoes burst of green on curl-leaf trees reminder of years past
Missed opportunity is
spike in the side doom-doom-doom music source of family acrimony — bag full of blame shoulders swaddled in dark cloak raindrops into mud the precipice edge, crumbly rock, possibilities bifurcating road — one arm hidden in undergrowth, leading to ambrosia dipping croutons in the soup of regret
Christmas is
Jewish friend hiding Christmas cards from the rabbi endless lines outside Myer’s windows Santas with sore knees hopeful children, exhausted parents checking and crosschecking Christmas card lists she didn’t send me one last year presents sequestered in a thousand hiding places a thousand hiding places discovered — surreptitious peeking, shaking, weighing too bountiful food and...
November 2007
7 posts
Commitment (to writing) is
chain around neck, fetters around ankles release from real-world responsibilities words on a page, word counts, more words, another word count Am I there yet? escape route from the mundane free pass to the circus end-of-day (or end-of-month) satisfaction the glory of having written tomorrow’s ball and chain, waiting
End of year results are
proof of students: those who worked; those who didn’t
farewells — luck wishes for jobs/higher ed
an end, making way for new beginnings
paper stacks, checking, cross-checking
scribbles, numbers, grades — subjects/competencies
nightmare on admin street
headache/eye-strain
end of year celebration
the loom of holidays
1 tag
Footprints are
ephemera sometimes Pompeid to permanence
mark of where I’ve tracked the world
post-rain waterholes for small creatures
indolent lakes for microbes
man-was-here signposts
nature defeats man reminders
bonfires for trackers — one horse, lame on the near fore…
Coastal walk is
deep sand littered by sheoak needles
roar and hiss of surf, whitecaps all the way out to indigo waters
rock pools with dried crab pincers, straggled seaweed
and in my mind: thump of horses laughter fantasy characters at work/play
my novel reravelling scene by scene
two writers talking
talking characters, plot, setting
the weight of the sky
wind-bite
snaking...
Dark blog is
empty canvas waiting for inspiration
promise of insight
cattle-prod for curiosity
bookmark to check on tomorrow, always tomorrow
sign of:
life becoming frantic (that’s my excuse!)
writer becoming bored
disillusioned
user becoming modern-world dysfunctional:
...
October 2007
4 posts
Writer's retreat is
promise of sanity of the long luxuriating in words
fellow wordsmiths journeying together
the soak of atmosphere — total immersal
change of writing circumstances
unstopping of a rubber bung from a test-tube of words
thrill of escape — danger of never wanting to return
to normality
Holiday snaps are
memories inked into gloss/satin/matte
heat shimmer before the horizon
taste of chlorine sunsnap-dry hair scent of baked eucalypt
glimmer of conversation over the rub rub rub of tyre on highway
suck of Murray River silt between toes —
closed-eye plunge into darkness
cold-shocked gasping surface into heat
September 2007
15 posts
Bored son is
anathema to peace
rudeness when I’m on the telephone
a clinging that drives me crazy
slow build of my ire (no, all right, rapid acceleration, not slow build)
trouble looking for a home
a destructive wind blowing through the house
School holidays are
sleep ins outings forays into new activities
film-watching, reading, catching up with friends
sanity-preservers dip in the stress rollercoaster
daytrips latenights
assignments, homework — people in procrastination mode
f-u-n
a crystalline drop — best water in the pond
and, sometimes, a mouth craving the familiar taste of silt
Daughter away is
stormy seas calmed to pond stillness
eye of the hurricane — pouch of quiet
son being more clingy, wanting more attention
phone calls — her voice, warm with affection rarely expressed at home
everyone wanting to talk to her, to hear her news
house devoid of shouting
room still not thumping with dancing/music
surprise revelation — I’m missing her
Friends' blogs are
little pockets of warm in a late-night, cold lounge room
essential reading — even more compulsive than email
summaries, snapshots, a quicksilvered world
new windows into old friends
reading pleasure and pain
photograph of one mind in time
lessons in life, in humanity
snippets of lives, spun into word blankets
Photographer's eye is
balancing the angles of the world — tilting/framing/searching
watcher of clouds
archway lover focus finder truth inventer
moment keeper image squirreller art maker
illusionist with light and shadow
whisperer of reflectance lore (18% mutterer)
colour temperature assessor — white balance de-/obsersver
evanescence concreter on computer and film
Poetry acceptance is
the YES! moment
the scratch-my-head moment (which poem was that?)
a cake owing to my writing group
reminder of the rewards of sending work out
validation from a fellow poet
promise of publication: magazine in hand or online
editorial eye scanning my words for mistakes
shoe on the other foot!
Time wasted is
drops of water, leaking from a tap screwed-up paper, filling a waste bin snippets of cloth — offcuts, discarded and useless food scraps that could have composted to loam moments of a missed touch, undelivered praise incoming tide, erasing footprints never made out-of-focus photograph or a camera left behind opportunity lost
Training course is
opportunity to explore — new architecture windows emblazoned with “births, deaths & marriages” underground dungeon — three storeys high lunch in the “judges’ room” room without “real” light, fake air (humidified, cleaned, piped) battlements buttressing windows drone of voice, crash of computer — getting left behind sunlight in...
Broken sleep is
cursings and mutterings at three am
rustle of sheets, thump of mattress
clock watching through an interminable night
warm but restless comfort
active brain but tired body/eyes
relationship anathema
irony in action: the harder you try the more remote the goal
Gibraltar monkeys are
old world meets new
tourist-snapshot magnet
Spain versus England personified
zoo politics on the street
legacy of the past given modern standing
bane of one people; boon of another
snatch of peanuts shriek of excitement scamper up a wall
the gambol of freedom that humans can only dream about
yellow eyes, bright and interested, cheeky and dangerous
Sky is
an image of now
ephemera stretched across a big canvas
mood-setter love-letter to the wind
dresser of the sea
images chasing each other between horizons
mapper of celestial bodies
photographer’s dream/bane
sailor’s & shepherd’s portent
Wind is
hurry scurry flurry
lift of leaves, swirl of sticks
the sky breathing moon’s exhalation
the wild debris dance skitter skatter smatter splatter
smash of glass wrench of roof uproot of tree
scent of wet grass lifting — fingers stroking noses
tangle of hair, genuflection of grasses
August 2007
18 posts
Artwork is
inspired ravings of the creatively minded
beauty captured in one- two- or three-dimensions
ephemera nuked into permanence
wall adornments for critics to cluck over
brain-blood, finger-sweat, heart-angst
slip and splodge and smack of colour
absence of the ordinary