I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world,
to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')


These poems are works in progress, and may be subject to revision without notice. Completed versions appear in my books. Nevertheless copyright applies to all texts found here.

2 February 2010

Another hot night: January Tanka 2010

tap tap tap tap tap
silence in the library
is not as it was
I liked the old reading room
with the great dome, in Melbourne

still I must be glad
for the computer access
which serves the whole world
and me, creating tanka
tap tap tap tap tap tap tap

5/1/10


warm night
poetry and chocolate
before bed
I don’t shower
liking my skin smell

12/12/10


the weather cools
and there's a scent of rain
the injured cat
starts eyeing the outdoors
still forbidden to him

19/1/10


another hot night
after the one-blanket chill
of early morning
bare feet and sarong all day
and the fan still blowing hard

21/1/10


the DVD works
we’ve sorted which desk is whose
where to feed the cats
and how we can beat the heat —
home begins to shape itself

26/1/10

2 comments:

  1. what sharp snapshots! love hearing them.

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  2. I'm glad! (That you can both see and hear them.)

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