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  • Guard Dog in the Temple of the Goddess December 25, 2020
    The Goddess stirs within the temple deep Candles flicker on the sun-burnished gong Waked by the rasping of her naked feet I observe the enigma of the throne With their robes and candles, their cymbals and bells Priests conform to scripture, and its motions Down through the dark universe of her smell I track along […]
  • ‘Art With Values’. December 22, 2020
    There’s a friend of mine, a very successful artist, who I admire very much. I met him twenty years ago when we were working together in a dirty nightclub in South Melbourne; he was collecting glasses and I was bouncing. We both aspired to art, and he hit critical pay-dirt much earlier than I (who […]
  • ‘…Just Don’t Put It on the Internet.’ December 15, 2020
    Caveat: This has been written to disturb you. Invitation: Summon your personal incarnation of this figure into your mind’s eye and look through it like a lens while you’re reading this.  A dear friend and I were talking on the phone the other day when she mentioned that one of her daughters had achieved entry […]
  • Ode to the XR6 Turbo December 4, 2020
    The tyres shrieking their demand for traction Where the road crests the brow of the mountain Afternoon is a golden smelter in The crucible of the speedometer The ceramic squeal of heated rotors As brakes negotiate with the motor Stark black warnings screaming from yellow signs Driven by rhythm of white centre line A hare, […]
  • Instagram: The Diabolical Mirror November 1, 2020
    2. I wonder if I’ve become a kind of Max Cady figure for her. Perhaps I am representative of old misdeeds and have turned up, winking and flashing like a bad penny. I saw the tissue of her Instagram as being something like a lid that she’s fashioned to clamp down on top of all […]
  • Instagram: The Diabolical Mirror October 27, 2020
    “I am not telling the truth about Dean, I am creating him out of my own inadequacies. You must always remember that.” – James Salter, A Sport and a Pastime.   It is worth mentioning that I found myself awake this morning, on my day off, at 4:11am. For this, I blame Y-. For whatever […]
  • The Sunless Side of Always September 29, 2020
    I promise not to flinch to hate I will embrace this gift of pain I will not hide your sovereign light Beneath this abject cloak of shame   I promise not to run and hide Concealed in darkness of another Nor pull your faults across my eyes I’ll keep my word to stand and suffer […]
  • James Salter’s ‘A Sport and a Pastime.’ September 17, 2020
    2. The notion of a relationship becoming deeper and more profound as people begin to ‘transgress’ the boundaries of what a twenty-first century reader would describe as vanilla sex is also a time-worn strategy. The writer to most conspicuously and effectively deploy it was D.H. Lawrence in Lady Chatterley’s Lover, and since Lawrence, it has […]
  • James Salter’s ‘A Sport and a Pastime.’ September 16, 2020
    1. A Sport and a Pastime is considered – by Americans – to be an American classic. My first question, upon finishing the book, is, ‘What makes something a classic? What makes it ‘feel’ like one?’ In the case of James Salter’s novel, it’s a novel that has painted itself in the colours that Americans […]
  • Blankness of a Clock Face August 30, 2020
    Your stride faltered in hesitation asThe young man held the door to let you passHis face eclipsed by yours – a brief reflectionHis eyes stalled by yours within the glass I’d hoped to catch this moment in the mirrorRising from the lines upon my faceBut read the time less from standing figuresThan from the way […]

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