Poems, Imitations & Translations


Evenings in the Blackout (1998)

Spin 33 (1999)

Evenings in the Blackout

III – Home Beach

The author was a gay and fashionably-dressed gallant, something over thirty, and apparently one of that class of geniuses who can never do anything till they are goaded to exertion at the last moment.
– Charles Manby Smith, A Working Man’s Way in the World (1853)

scratches my skin
with your hands

birds flirt
through the Christmas

Mt Ruapehu’s
hallucinatory green
you wrote

against snow
I hope
she’ll be right


you’ll be great

[Spin 33 (1999): 50-5 &
JAAM 14 (2000): 49]

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