Durrawan
your time of year has been and gone
we look down
instead of clutching at our heads waiting for
the head tearing
claws from out the sky
that’s you Durrawan
taking on the postie who
has a hockey stick inside the crossbar
no currawong is afraid of anything
I want to be that too
'... the head tearing' - love this image and this poem.
ReplyDeleteLove it! The head tearing/claws from the sky ... and the wonderful ending with the fearless currawongs - I want to be that too. Great stuff :)
ReplyDeleteThose pesky birds!
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