"I hate you, Mum." I am preparing the dinner: grilling steaks, chopping up broccoli for steaming - and I wonder where this sudden outburst has come from. "Is it because I rubbed out your homework?" He had scribbled in his homework book earlier - luckily [...]
Once upon a time there was a little girl who did not belong. The villagers found her lying on the banks of the great green river that flowed into the sea. She was found one morning after a night of heavy mist, her long brown [...]
Milmeray is a haven of peace and tranquility, a sacred place known and walked within for thousands of years. We are not the first to have found solace in the lichen-embroidered granites, the soft winds slipping between Xanthorrhea, Marri and Jarrah, the silver-threaded tapestry of [...]
for Jean-Pierre & Samuel I watch you, my child, curled in your cradle of darkness, sprung from the womb of All Presence: you are a comma in Creation’s silent roar, namelessly poised on the brink of a life, anointed by the love [...]
Down by the water in the summery heat, Fisheries Officers are out on the beat, Singin’ “Hey there fishers, learn from the past - Fish for the future and make the fish last.” Long time ago, when the cod was king, More fish were swimmin’ [...]
I remember, I remember The bright stars The dark night How we flew together Without fear Into the violet spaces between the stars Over the midnight blue mountains From one cluster of brightness to another To the end of the galaxy And how you pointed [...]
He tells me the sickness in my lungs is sadness. “Sadness about what?” I ask. There are so many possibilities, but only one I do not want to name. He shakes his head and smiles, his eyes twinkling, as though it is all a game [...]
Tangled empty branches I clamber through Searching for some bud, some shoot, some blossom, Some opening into your secret hidden sap. Almost forgotten the spring, the summer of your bright green bounty: its precious fruit. I clamber carefully Not wanting to fall, Afraid this branch [...]
When the beloved turns his face away and his sister gives you kind smiles. When you feel yourself slipping into loss and longing for what never could be. When you have paused for the day in a wilderness by the sea — an aching roll [...]
I. I am the golden light unfolding, holding the first seed of becoming. I am the green bough unraveled, the curves of flesh that blur Into the trunks of trees, and my hair Is tangled in the forest's weave. Stars have fallen all around me, [...]