27 April 2014

Autumn

I wanted to write a poem about the tree in my yard whose leaves have turned yellow, but I do not know the name of the tree which stymied me.

However, while watching the wind strip merry masses of the yellow leaves off, I made this, and I am quite fond of it.

24 April 2014

Prose and poems from June 2013

To spend a minute, an hour, a day, a night, a week, a month, a year, all the suns and moons of a life…these things have been spent…and I yearn to spend more, on a story just begun, a story without beginning, a story without end.

You can call it my story, but I will say this story belongs to love. It is a tale of beauty, told of duty and I will tell it again and again until I do not recognise myself.

As a child, just one glimpse of the sun filled my eyes and squeezed everything else out of me. Now I take suns and moons from my pockets and lay them on the table. You can choose one as your own for a time.

I am happy to lend it to you, for it is true all these gifts I have only borrowed from nature. And if I read the signs and wrought a scroll from symbols, it was only to challenge the disguise of seeming strife I borrowed the day I was born into this life.

This poetry gave me comfort and joy in all my darkest and brightest hours.

May it reward you too.

*

To read the words
of the thunder
in the clear sky,
To taste the rain
in the sun’s delight,
This is the pull
and the yearn
of the ever-turning
earth:
By meek signs
is revealed might,
This is the dream
of dignity I offer
to night.

*

I called the bird of midnight love,
Saying, “Rest upon my shoulder
And in your rest, I’ll build a nest
Afore I get one day older.”

*

I took the midnight for
my company true
And the song of the day
I laughingly slew.

*

The midnight takes for company
Who takes the day long
As a well forgotten song
To the flame of tomorrow’s gong.

23 April 2014

Snail

Remember I said I was going to the Suitcase Rummage? It went really well. I sold about $60 worth of -maybe 20- postcards. Of course it cost half that for a stall and I spent $20 on food and have no idea what the materials were all worth, but it gave me joy. I discovered a certain talent/evil genius for sales too, so I would do it again with much more organisation. It was kind of fun to have a reason to just sit and observe the parade of people attending. At work people even bought some of the leftovers the next week and I promised to post an original to somebody which is below. I'm sure I have told the story of how snails all wake up and go for walks at the same time when the weather is right. I had this card for ages and then the great pilgrimage of snails occurred so it was definitely the perfect one to post at that point in time.


Here kitty

A fantastic browser extension: Stop Tony Meow

It makes web pages look like this:


I only know about this technology because the Department of Prime Minister and Cabinet discovered the wisdom within to charge a ludicrous amount for an FOI request related to said extension.

PS Best cartoon ever!



03 April 2014

A simple thing

The winds of midnight
Stir the songs of my heart. 

Like the butterfly
Breaking chrysalis,
Or a bird taking
Flight for the first time.

It is always like this
When you come, My Lord.