Vigilant through windows and cracked sills, she is the insatiable witness. Lacquer-eyed and looming, her lungs gloom the glass and flakes of dead paint spot the stillness of her limbs. A slick hiss of cicada arcs electric through the suburb, the day as pale as a panic attack and unreal with ease. Its casualties cringe…
Month: February 2021
Denial is to Loving #3
5 Summer, cooling, signifies a difference in the ruling; Pi, Planck, the uterus, perturbations in behaviour. Facts are short & useless by themselves, a life-support promising goodbye you stupid thesis, science doesn’t differ from belief— is flavour, face to face the ever ready mint breathe, Winter breeze, ground beneath the feet each distance-darkening week. my…
Site updates
Hello Poets Life has been terribly busy for me during the horrifying UK lockdown, I have been living in the UK for about ten years, so found a NZ poet to take over this site. Sadly as we all know, Jason died and we have all been updating this site, by now I had hoped…
Denial is to Loving #2
2 Summer cooling signifies a calling to be answered. (That self is to the Armies what Emperors & Footstools). Hello, the handsome hills, the homeless walking urge starts with Spring, bees working orchards, erecting canopies. mornings trim but warming ground invigorate the tuber prompt the minimalism withdraw, forlorn, I doubt it to celebrate the excess…
Denial is to Loving
1 It will soon be summer- seamed-with-autumn, & the first 10 years sober—a decade without the odour without the taste of cigarettes or the clogged pipe, to wit, goodbye ridiculous dehydration; nights all out of ratio, proportion; goodbye, elastic strangulation belts, clothing not belonging on your health. 1.1 It will soon be autumn- lined-with-summer afterheat—goodbye…