Poem Category: Australian

twin lakes
a duck dives in
the light of water
Re: Basho’

ghost town
a white horse
as we drive out

in the rain
I should not point out
the weeds she left

our shooting party–
a kangaroo
licks my wound

toddler
her breath on the window
she fingers with

cars on the bridge
a lightning
snuffs out the lights

crossing the river
I feel for
invisible stones

caravan park–
in the sea winds
the sun drowns

sunset sinks
I cannot paint
the remainder

in the park
dogs telling
through their tails