Category Longer Poetry

by Earl Livings Three kilometres of walking under trees galumphing with the wind, listening to chitter, screech, croak of noisy miners, lorikeets, magpies seeking sanctuary or revelling in the challenge of branch and air constantly twisting, walking towards a memory…

by MIKE GREENACRE Two brothers, Charles and Andrew caught in time’s hands lifting them out of Depression years and watching them as children playing marbles down the road on the footpath and in the drains on either side of High…

by Robbie Coburn Almost burnt the pages and abandoned everything, striking a match and setting fire to the writing — that big book of your chosen suffering. you turned and left the paper as it was and stepped outside into…

by Alex Robertson Within Mt Lofty’s cooee Kaurna country (in part) Dreamings & imaginings Freeway lanes upon descent The tollgate of our environs Mind & attachment Going up or down the Ranges Geographical perspectives Interpreting the landscape To comprehend      …

by Robyn Cairns The family home Sixty-six orange brick Is full of sun Bar coded through curtains Onto green floral carpet Photosynthesizing under our feet Childhood orbited One hundred Wallpapered suns My bedroom window pushed upwards Inhaling spring jasmine Smoothing…

by Rohan Buettel The tragedy of great undertakings lies in their coming to an end. Constantine XI Palaiologus fighting at the city walls in fourteen fifty-three, dying while resisting to the last. What remained of fifteen centuries of a Roman…

by Helen Genoni-Farnham He was a very old man by then, stooped, with a cane and ready smile. Said he’d found it on a railway station in Melbourne somewhere. “I’ll give it to you if you like it.” I took…

by Pauline Cleary Shadowy, cloudy day; sprawling trees mesh together in a canopy. I crouch amongst the sprawl of asparagus fern; sticky, invasive, conquering. On my knees, I slither into the undergrowth, seizing handfuls of weeds, ripping them from their…

by Suzi Mezei The lithe dog is tethered to a post, where other lithe dogs with lineage are also tethered under the lemon-tinted arches of a mall, where shops and office space reach up towards sapphire sky, where humans prowl…

by Maria Bonar Delicate, feminine adorned with sparkling sand and shell grit A flotilla of tiny shells like babies’ fingernails cling to you When the tide surges you become your own coracle float on the waves, upside down wedded to…