Poetry

Transformation 2009 Collection

‘Companion’ by Jackie Hosking

in death
she will leave the shape
of a cat

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‘grey dawn’ by Yvonne Sullivan

grey dawn
thin old moon
alone and radiant

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by Avril Bradley

Art Gallery
waterwall
friezes over.

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‘Hurt Sonnet’ by Justin Clemens

I’m listening to Hurt, which Johnny Cash
now sings: the needle’s in his voice, a ghost
lends him its wings, and even with the clash ...

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‘Values’ by Basil Eliades

We have velvet theories
about boys becoming men,
the mysteries of plumbing ... 

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‘hazel’ by Ashley Capes

little girl sweeps herself
across the park
a pretty burn
of yellow cloth ...

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by Tim Creevey

After twighlight,

At her desk,

She ponders the implications of signing in crayon..

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‘busking on the bridge at Footscray Station’ by Peter Davis

The wind rhymes with the sound of their pants

brushing against their legs. The music must shift

to a higher register, whenever the diesel trains roar. ...

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‘Rapunzel goes exploring’ by Rosanne Bersten

She’s a delicate rose
Found in flowery prose
And I’m not her. ...

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‘Happiness’ by Chi Vu

She bought a new car, a
4WD, and for the first
time in her life, she
was still unhappy.

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‘I will see you there when I go’ by Andrew Bromage

Outside the Library,
the pigeons do to Redmond Barry
what Ned Kelly never could.

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‘the house of water’ by Alana Kelsall

I crumple the sea in my dreams wake
to the shallow pool of my head
I should go North lose weight catch up
with the other divers hear words slip jelly-like ...

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‘da Vinci’s List’ by Alicia Sometimes

Leonardo da Vinci wrote a list
of things he wanted to know:
the cause of tickling
the tongue of the woodpecker ...

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‘Tattooed Hooves’ by Lorraine Marwood

The outline of horse’s hooves
are tattooed into the drought
baked road. White clay
gravel hard, and the echo ...

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‘Night Frequencies’ by David McCooey

The lights in the street
are gold or white or blue.

The primitive grass says nothing
of what’s to come. ...

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‘iron grows in supernovas’ by Maurice McNamara

ten billion light years away a star explodes
its light still out there
building the iron for my car
the dust that built our planet earth ...

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‘first frost’ by Rob Scott

first frost --
the kindling takes
with a hiss

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‘Self Esteem?’ by Sigourney Young

Do my ears look big in this?
You’d tell me if they did,
Right?
Cause my forearm clashes with my pants. ...

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