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It snowed the week I was born; my brother and sister, fresh from Sydney, harvested July joy with tingling fingers, gathered what they could in eager clumps and pressed it like ice cream into a punnet, to freeze and store for future days. Being born late I missed the fun, but days of ten degreesContinue reading “Home”

Northbound at dusk

Jeffrey Smart painted this dying day: burnt orange in floating smokestack steam, needle-lights stretching in fluorescent dream, the sojourn of light sinking in silent sway. Daytime paints its canopy away and minutes pass in inches as we glean each moment, weigh each instant gram by gram. Apologies buy flowers; much to say, yet time isContinue reading “Northbound at dusk”

Too Much Light 1: Prepare the Way

Delays are bad today; nothing moves. Contained at interchange, a stencil house smiles, as though to make this place feel more like home. Small comfort: we go nowhere fast. The morning yawns through Western traffic haze; the day’s light’s too bright. We squint in glare. Lane changes ache; all is standstill until a way canContinue reading “Too Much Light 1: Prepare the Way”