Stuart Barnes
A Day

1 December 2009
A broody Medusa eye.

Sulphur-crested cockatoos

Turn like boomerangs on ochreous air.


Fat African cats,

The clouds stretch and gloat.

In the gods


A Devil's honing

Her stone

Arrowheads,


My skeleton

Curves. Planetary moons

Dazzle mercurial seas,


White swimming horses drown,

And I taste, with a pang,

A life as bare as Shark Bay's manatees.
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Stuart Barnes

About Stuart Barnes


Arranging the manuscript for his first book of poetry, writing his first novel. Poems are forthcoming in Southerly Journal, The Warwick Review, & The Weekend Australian Review; an essay – ‘Robert Smith: More Than Meets The Lancôme Eye’ – will appear in Issue 3 of VLAK: Contemporary Poetics & the Arts. Currently lives in Melbourne.



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One Response to A Day

  1. Rhonda Poholke says:
    December 4, 2009 at 8:48 pm

    This captures a nice'powerful picture in a few power surged lines – LOVE IT!

    Reply

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