In this rerun of a previously posted poem, according to KD it is clear that beauty can be found in the most unlikely places; this time the very streetsides of inner-Melbourne. [Prompted by the sunrise and today’s VAFA write up – Ed.]
Almanac Poetry: Grandfatherly Metaphysics
December 13, 2021 by 2 Comments
This week’s poem from Kevin Densley involves his maternal grandfather’s backyard shed. “Its walls were lined with empty bottles,” according to KD.
“The full ones didn’t last very long.”
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