Tuesday, 3 February 2026

#2227 - the cosmos is telling me stuff again




2227

7.35

4.ii.26

the cosmos is telling me stuff again

 

mostly trivia –

put your best foot forward

and watch out there

many a slip twixt, so on

 

of course I have to translate

that is, in fact, most of the message

 

this is a lot like taking dictation

 

it’s never exactly a list of instructions

much of it might be obscure

 

do you see these signs too?

 

it’s a beautiful day in a beautiful place

planning forever again, yet again  

 

I keep my faith in the words that are lost

my own faith lost in words 


Monday, 2 February 2026

#2226 - make mine widdershins

 


2226

7.34

3.ii.26

make mine widdershins

a round in the rain

 

thin mist more like

 

the clock goes

 

where feet

and that’s the way

 

chase calves through the fence again

 

am I gone?

will stay?

 

it’s once more round  

 

high up

high where you won’t see

trees singing all the while 




Sunday, 1 February 2026

#2225 - joy of not knowing

 


2225

7.33

2.ii.26

joy of not knowing

 

which way

where

and whom to blame

 

of having yet to decide

 

does the world end?

do words survive?

 

it is an undetermined joy

set come-may-what

 

like an unknown ocean

just have to guess

 

what’s behind the dark star?

why moon so far away?

 

smell the smoke was

rain went

 

might not even know the question

 

but what is to be done?

 

surely it’s time?

 

I leave the door open for friends

 

there’s how this leads to wonder

how wonder takes us on


Saturday, 31 January 2026

#2224 - box of disappearances

 


2224

7.32

1.ii.26

box of disappearances

 

some say house or under hat

the trail of crumbs I leave

 

a frame

climb out in

 

sinister

to measure for it

 

not yet not yet

I’ll burn first

 

and time, that which with dust

 

first wear the world

 

the box itself is a vanish

at large

 

trick of the light to know

 

cracks painted over

 

every day higher to climb

 

jack in jill

if hill up

tumble

 

flourish of arrow to show

that’s our own magic

 

and after bed’s edge

 

speak the truth

 

a pinch and a punch for today 


Friday, 30 January 2026

#2223 - hello

 


2223

7.31

31.i.26

hello

 

little walking bird

hello up a tree

and daylit

 

hello breeze

 

greetings feather foliage sun

 

welcome words and come to me

 

fresh web low in the mown

 

goanna hiding where?

 

possum in the rafters

 

hello my own feet

go on

 

some rounds

 

summer I could say

so chime

 

rotate your ears

fond wallaby

 

and march fly sting most untoward

a wave away, a kill

and so farewell

 

still

hello shade

hello clouds

 

see how populous this place

called world

 

hello great big sky









Thursday, 29 January 2026

#2222 - as if there were no fence at all

 


2222

7.30

30.i.26

as if there were no fence at all

 

a bird sits out

clouds pass

 

the forest tide comes

rots posts

 

the night and each least point of light

these pass

 

and all of the bodies of heaven

 

the heart, the head, the so-called soul

 

passage of wallabies

all weather

 

as if

 

no straight lines

to never meet

no demon of analogy

 

heaven comes over as if

 

between this one thought

and the next

 

the crust, the mantle, core

 

time!

 

bull’s bellow

and bark fall

 

screens, pages

covers of a book

 

a breeze and the bright falls to its prey

 

so it is with gates, with walls

with doors

a roof

my hat

 

thing and unthing

word and not

yours, mine

 

as if there were no fence at all

 

a way out everywhere

as if there were no wall 








Wednesday, 28 January 2026

#2221 -- today we are repainting the sky

 


2221

7.29

29.i.26

today we are repainting the sky

 

a kind of luck to flourish

 

chasing out fresh stars

falling bodies

 

prayers fixed fast

rotting weather

 

we slap and dash

 

stray thought

or the tumble till

 

gills of it

and undersung

 

it had this beardwhiff erstwhile

anvil queue

 

the throne outdoors above

 

what colour?

and is there a reason?

 

brush it on

a prime

another coat

 

a blue bolt

sudden flock of kite

 

thing guessed

or wake up

what you will

 

imagine the hands held up

kept off

 

a scaffold and repair

 

and all of that’s just for today

 

the trick is everlasting