interrupted by snowy owls this winter darkness
frozen puddle the open eye at its centre
the barn that used to be red dust devil
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Showing posts with label Otata. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Otata. Show all posts
Sunday, November 03, 2019
Monday, June 03, 2019
Otata, Issue 42, June 2019
meteor gone before i can say it
Alzheimer's mother has forgotten her tongue
worry stone a black hole at the centre
Alzheimer's mother has forgotten her tongue
worry stone a black hole at the centre
Sunday, December 16, 2018
Otata, Issue 36, December 2018
a Blue Morpho unfolding the wingspan of sky
night runes a scattering of porcupine quills
eco-tourism the coming and going of tides
out of the blue three humpbacks breach into the blue
on the edge of enchantment autumn fog
night runes a scattering of porcupine quills
eco-tourism the coming and going of tides
out of the blue three humpbacks breach into the blue
on the edge of enchantment autumn fog
Thursday, March 08, 2018
Otata, Issue 27, March 2018
damp underpass only the dark timpani of trains
stardrifts we slip into the depths of winter
setting sun blood red epaulettes on a blackbird's wings
sulphur springs we conjure the scent of petrichor
stardrifts we slip into the depths of winter
setting sun blood red epaulettes on a blackbird's wings
sulphur springs we conjure the scent of petrichor
Sunday, February 04, 2018
Otata, Issue 25, January 2018
brambles morph into resting stags morph into brambles
after the wildfires invisible sunspots visible
strung between a whale's bleached bones aurora
blue sky etched with gulls suspended animation
watersongs the differing frequencies of stones
after the wildfires invisible sunspots visible
strung between a whale's bleached bones aurora
blue sky etched with gulls suspended animation
watersongs the differing frequencies of stones
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