Almanac Poetry: Grandfatherly Metaphysics

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.”

Almanac Poetry: Morning Sun, Fitzroy

According to Kevin Densley it is clear that beauty can be found in the most unlikely places; this time the very streetsides of inner-Melbourne.