I am writing lost love letters

by | Jun 24, 2013 | Poetry

I am writ­ing lost love letters to ampersands, my favourite — with its cur­licues in arcane typefaces, it peeks out at me from designer invitations & grungy res­taur­ant names & I play seek. I invent reas­ons to unfurl my...

airborne (perspective)

by | Nov 11, 2012 | Poetry

AND here i am again sit­ting in a seat in the sky rocky, knocked against the seat­belt, think­ing how peaceful and my three-and-a-half year old wait­ing at the gate, think­ing not ready to go, not this time, as we glide down and i see...

out of sorts

by | Jun 30, 2012 | Poetry

my clothes don’t match today such a simple thing to turn con­fid­ent strides into frumpy shrinking such a long way from flow­ing ochre silks or scar­let coats; my mind hunches in con­cert, nar­rowed, pinched, as if the scope of thought...

Death, death, death

by | Aug 30, 2011 | Poetry

For Brian Wid­dows, Jaime’s daugh­ter Kaya and Cered­wyn and Keith’s cousin There is an infin­ite sadness in cer­tain acts that cannot be escaped and tonight I grapple with the trifecta: A murder, a sui­cide, the death of a baby moments before it...

Sliding into Sydney

by | Jun 9, 2011 | Poetry

When we were young we watched incan­des­cent flick­er­ing images of people rising like a sea from train stations, koy­aan­isqatsi in the Val­halla cinema on Glebe Point Road late at night and we swore we would never become one of these face­less...

Untitled

by | Aug 15, 2010 | Poetry

My sister unknow­ingly let me in on a secret today. In our family, there are no dimin­ut­ive nick­names of affec­tion for grand­par­ents and great-grandparents, merely a rollcall of patronyms: Grandma Ber­sten, Grandma Levine, Grandma...