Monthly Archives: January 2010


My brief to myself for this blog was to post only my own words, but Ted Hughes’ explanation of the mystery of observation and the making of poetry is so sublime, I can’t help but quote: from POETRY IN THE … Continue reading

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true dinks!

The elderly Chinese man, as lithe and straight as a ballet dancer, skips like a Kung Fu master over the crazy paving. The bald-headed bull-necked Anglo walks with arms out and thighs apart, stopping from time to time to photograph … Continue reading

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In my neighbour’s pint-sized front yard two cute bunnies, Lop-ear and Snub-nose, chomp on the grass. The grass grows long, the bowl is dry, I dreamt the bunnies… or they died. 11 Jan

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The rain makes a river through the park. Like a giant, I step over the bank littered with leaves and debris. The rains of yesterday left a layer of silt across my path, not gold, nor gleanings, just tanbark. 19 … Continue reading

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bird observed

Magpie struts round the wide old plane tree, looking up at that mottled trunk, glancing back at me., checking out the tags daubed upon her bark, like he knows graffiti’s some kind of art. 9 Jan 2010 Feasting on bindi-eye, … Continue reading

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