#166 - towards the vanishing point

16.6.20

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towards the vanishing point

I take the track

that leads to the dusk

it’s in me

where I’ve been before

mud hoof and leaf light

thinking first thoughts

and none at all

breath by breath

find my feet

I call the track to me in tunes

air winged

where I walk

and I’m

a certain amount of engine splutter

clouds of me caught

shafted sun

the eye shades from

here in the any-winter-day

so much so-what-ery, just for the record

a sandstone waking!

glimpse of the riches

blue for a distance

another above

roots between rocks

let me recite

angophora twist

banksia games

how many brushbox years?

in this last solid light of the day

hear a heart

know the footfall mine

stumps of the toppled

lightning once

or long since felled

now in fine fernery

and mossed

ancient, the love before I was

and go among the trees

towards the vanishing point

I take the track

that leads to the dusk

and leave the dusk behind