He walks in anger he walks with fear and in his hands he walks with death. They walk in innocence
I think I was seventeen when I fi… ran across you, a compact young ma… that adjudicated a debate I was in… The second time was in the church… readying to go away for the weeken…
You said you liked the restaurant but I knew you hated the mushroom… It wasn’t just these mushrooms, as if they were a special form of… in butter next to the steak on yo…
The unheard wisdom, the unseen beauty, the unfelt comfort: the three great curses of a deaf, blind, and unfeeling age.
I have been a long way from home a… I was born in the Royal Hospital… in Randwick, Eastern Sydney but home was in Casula, in its So… I was raised among the smell of ma…
I don’t believe in a god represent… by evil priests and false prophets… and spoken of by politicians for p… a puppet for the maniacs of greed. I don’t believe in a god who has
Sleep hovers over me, lingering at the ceiling with dark whispers. I reach out with my mind, my restless body
I dream of Washington or a place… I dream of a place where the sun i… and the rain is sweet, where the w… of the trees is old and guarded, t… the floor of heaven.
The poet unafraid is hardly a poet… but dull in understanding of the power and impotence in his… .? ’?
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…
The almost silent Hog is fully si… The last smile has left off dancing across the great man’s fac… Time as stopped, the clocks will ring the hour of 1:10 this da…
The kookaburra is laughing in the… and I’m deciding to view him as th… that appears in the song I learned… —!!— rather than the annoying jackass t…
Rise If I were fully human I could come to you in the dark as I do in the light, I could smile fearlessly in the st…
After the years of that and that and Goddamn bloody well that, he rose again. His skeletal frame and sparse hair
I have grieved the growing power, the vanishing grace, the stateless state, of the victims of bombs. I have mourned at the empty hole,