Overlander Ode

By | 3 December 2008

If May were to call a spade
a spade, would Spade hover
over tenets and terms, flatten

freesias, ferns, friction, fiction,
to strike stretches of Pater-
son's Curse or Salvation Jane

and kangaroo-paw terrains, so
burying the bloom labour and
language could claim and cover?

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