Tuesday, February 7, 2017

Rob Schackne #236 - "I'm met in Roadkill"


I'm met in Roadkill
three-year drought, next day magic
ducks play in puddles
quacking in the rain
no soteriology
no angels and no demons
(job not bad, pay was lousy)
on my way out of there
I look back and watch
a town drying up
bull bar, another 'roo
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5 comments:

  1. Kristen de KlineFebruary 7, 2017 at 4:02 PM

    Hey Rob, I'm glad to see you continued the Roadkill series :) I appreciated this snapshot of road kill- highly atmospheric and gives a strong sense of the outback locale.

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  2. Claine KeilyFebruary 7, 2017 at 9:51 PM

    Yes very evocative of rural town life. I know these scenes well.

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  3. Rob SchackneFebruary 8, 2017 at 5:42 AM

    Thank you both for listening.

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  4. jimFebruary 9, 2017 at 9:36 AM

    Yes it is so very like that.

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