Greg McLaren: Wrens, Girrawheen Park, Earlwood

 

            wren flight is measured in blinks        

and stitches understorey here

            close together      since what’s near

enough to forever        the call

            ‘s an abbreviated chirp      within

the banksias’ slow       grappling

for sunlight     for anything organic

in the dirt     it’s a gap       between

            fluoro light flickerings      horizon-

glanced lightning     shredded sun

twitches across mica motes

in Wolli sandstone       we spin 

out       across the largest dark

30 k          a second      we hurtle