by RODNEY WILLIAMS
on geometrical pavers in an urban garden
she offers her pair of guests Italian torte –
keen to host since such time she hastens
in sketching her lifelong lines of work
mixing psychology with dance as therapy
she maps triangulations from New York
her first love (his distance understood)
has just sold a Scots gamekeeper’s lodge
in Highlands longed for here in boyhood
their friend losing his way with haiku
still finds lodestones through Japanese verse
charting the heart in tanka not senryu
recalling teen years as fogged by tranks
his one canine kept that old black dog
more on this score no cause for thanks
talking of being punched in the womb
the host sighs for a chum now deceased
who had once slept on his mother’s tomb
her old love ends this delayed reunion
recalling billiards played ever so late
sharpest in spotting angles in cannons
– Fitzroy, Melbourne