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Past said, Now said

Is it a privilege to know someone so deeply? That isn’t antithetical to my my peaceful, warming, envelop us philosophy? Not quite love but the road of understanding rinding rolling twisting rounds through, from, between us. 163 more words


in this dream, the father stops halfway up the ladder and blows on his hands. starvation is a drowsy snake. the dream has time to think and figures existence needs a distraction. 48 more words

To the Snake, Anon

My reply to Jilly’s reply to the Denise Levertov poem, “To the Snake“. Full text in-line below.

To the Snake, Anon

Eat thine own tail, Ouroboros! 303 more words


poems for the manus detainees

John Kinsella and I have written some poems in support of the men wrongfully detained on Manus Island, by the Australian government. Please have a read by clicking on the picture below, and share if you feel inclined. 6 more words


person Eleanor Gray, four poems

Eleanor Gray is the author of marshland moon (Dink Press, 2016}



I find the sea a thing familiar, the dark heart of crowded trees, 1,123 more words