Long Surds Poems

another Bukowski nightmare begins
the castrato sings below
while she calls from the minaret
fossicking thru the memories 
for our linked verse
while i, sitting beneath the coolabah
river on the run 
waiting for some rabbit or Alice
oh incorrigible moon
have...

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When school kids sit those maths tests,
A couple of times each year,
They get that pale stressed look from 
No sleep and that “failure” fear.
Wearily streaming through the tired doors
Students trudge into the hall.
Pens and rubbers...

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Anatolia is a cauldron of cultures from distant past
Many of them millenniums would last
As Gobekli Tepe its shadow will cast
It leads through gates to the past

The Hittites iron and chariot invented
Phrygians and Lydians great wealth...

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Honour packets and pockets of promises
Without any iota of excuses
If progress should become the portion
Blessed in action and implementation.

Honour realms and reams of reputation
With vigour and rigour
Applied to forestall a misrepresentation
Sneaking into any endeavor to...

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