It seems romantic, looking back on it, the withdrawing of 50¢ over the counter, before eftpos, I suppose, to have enough for cigarettes. It had back-story, engraved, or engineered, as when a writer’s past helps the reader grasp the sardines, and half eaten lifestyle salvaged from dumpsters with the lumps of bread I got free…
Month: December 2015
Spun Out
The bowler has it now, spun and thrown to the sun, to fall to a practised hand: turning, turning. When he bends to run he sees nothing but the flight of a ball he has yet to bowl; sees it sear from the hand, all swept light and then swerve and dip, the seam proud,…
evenki: the last speakers
evenki: the last speakers dedicated to the evenki people of siberia & speakers of the evenki language the silence hard upon me now last run of a river forgotten last hunt of the bear long rolled over into earth last story of the tongue that calls out to those of us long gone we are…