Poems by Cameron Lowe
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Considering Ern Malley’s The Darkening Ecliptic
on a fine spring morning in the front garden
it’s not so much the caterpillar
itself —
but the shape
of the hole
it has left
in the heart
of the leaf
Patience
Clouds fracture —
the weight of sparrows
splinters
glass delusions —
green verge
of painted days —
compress this
out of silence
§
winter’s edge —
the eye traces
flight
toward definition —
blue jeans
crimson leaves
wing shapes
cutting
sharp light
§
come
the day beckons —
patience flowers
in cool bowls
a surface
to commence with —
there is much
to be done —
all that’s
at the tip
of naked branches
Borders
The crisp sunlight, the pale
blue sky, are only part
of the subject —
better this Autumn
afternoon the orange
butterfly with
black-edged wings,
who by chance
enters the garden
that is no space
to him (or
her) at all,
who goes on through
the white pickets,
through the rust-
coloured grapevine —
of this poem
Edited by Pam Brown