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 updated without notice. Nevertheless copyright applies to all writings here and all photos (which are either my own or used with permission). Thank you for your comments. I read and appreciate them all, and reply here to specific points that seem to need it — or as I have the leisure. Otherwise I reciprocate by reading and commenting on your blog posts as much as possible.

30 January 2011

Stopped mid-road: January 2011

Stopped mid-road
the monitor lizard
stares, head high.


January morning.
The dew on the lawn
seeps through my slippers.


January sun.
The herbs in my garden
appear paler.


Australia Day.
Along the street
lawnmowers whine.


I feast on haiku
to read and savour


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