He wanders around his silent home, uneasy one might say, lonely as a… said one cleverer than he. Music, yes, that’s it, music, music and whiskey. No, no not yet.
The wind blows North to South, then South to North, then any direction it cares for and we know not from where
Look at you now a desperado in a desperate world huddling under the blanket of delusion. The road you always thought would…
This is not an elegy and, no trick of the light, no jammed shut door, no rancid rhetoric or sleight of hand
When I make an inappropriate comm… she would raise her eyebrows, and… at me, as a silent chastisement. Donald J Trump, Scott Morrison a… meet in an obscure coffee shop in…
My old mate wears a tuxedo, or so they say, and he speaks in a voice so small that’s smaller than the mice he never hunts
Only the land remains when all is… as in the beginning so in the end. After his few ticks of time man wi… but in the end all that remains is… Those ancient ones who, having bee…
There’s a red tinge to the sky thi… and I can smell the smoke in the a… They say the wall of fire is comin… so we’d better get down to the bea… There’ll be no harvest this year
On this day I would observe a min… I would celebrate and mourn in tha… the many who have died in and for… green island, for her survival, ba… at times, and in some places more…
The chill in the air has caused th… the lizards to spend their time sl… on a rock that barely warms their… The kangaroos quietly pick at the… and the koalas are more sleepy tha…
I have grieved the growing power, the vanishing grace, the stateless state, of the victims of bombs. I have mourned at the empty hole,
We had and ibis summer where the b… was picked at disconsolately by th… where the trees stood stoically in… in their drawing of water from dee… to store in their trunk, branches…
After an incendiary time when deaths and injuries have bee… so regular as to be almost unremar… after such a time as that the total possessions of a good nu…
1. If the Prime Minister was a ho… he wouldn’t go missing under press… he’d always be at work. He wouldn’t go on holidays in a na… or attend the football against the…
As we approach the hill we can smell the salt water alread… imagine the sand, coloured like li… twinkling in the sun. We can just hear the surf,