Translation Studies

By | 1 April 2011

beyond the reader’s window frame
the sky’s taut tent pulls
from pale nylon to the heavy canvas
of a violently blue
Australian mid-summer noon

far up the lost transition
the blackness of outer space

her cheek turns against
an indigo pillow

the magnified twill disperses
white light
and colour is seen
for the scatter it is

poor brain made of water
rainbowed soap bubble
popped to a starburst of tiny mini-bubbles
shootingoffin eight

her eyes skate down the icy page
and suddenly every word twinkles

the sun in multiples
the vast and glittering sea

seen through a wire fly screen

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