• Greg K

Letters from Melbourne, 1971

The beg’s end

as bovine, so blow.


Unless glazed eyes

dance merry mirrors

deckhand’s void

rain of sardine

blinding black.


Monkey bay bridge

ferry man made hearken

wistful glass, zither medley


bloom alit.



(Written May 7, 2020)

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