Almanac Poetry: fragments

 

Caspar David Friedrich, Ruins of the Oybin (Dreamer), oil on canvas, c. 1835, Hermitage Museum, St Petersburg, Russia. [Wikimedia Commons.]

fragments

 

fragments

                 sunlight shards

moonlight slivers

                            dissonance

 

sad dawn

                 ink-washed skies

moaning wind

                        mood intense

 

time out

               make no decisions

tomorrow life

                       may make more sense

 

 

 

 

 

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About

Kevin Densley is a graduate of both Deakin University and The University of Melbourne. He has taught writing and literature in numerous Victorian universities and TAFES. He is a poet and writer-in-general. His fifth book-length poetry collection, Please Feed the Macaws ... I'm Feeling Too Indolent, was published in late 2023 by Ginninderra Press. He is also the co-author of ten play collections for young people, as well as a multi Green Room Award nominated play, Last Chance Gas, which was published by Currency Press. Other writing includes screenplays for educational films.

Comments

  1. Jarrod_L says

    Nice one KD.

    Sometimes nothing is something enough.

  2. Kevin Densley says

    Thanks, JL.

    Yes – there are times when action serves no useful purpose, and, in an odd way, inaction can be more productive.

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