Christopher Konrad



Water under the Bridge (after Lucy Ellmann)

… how I don’t want this to be a memory thing . rather a you-had-to-be-there kind of thing . to feel the Pemberton breeze blowing through the dusk bush, to taste that sumptuous brown trout you just caught . trout, …

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Don’t go breaking my heart

Kiki Dee, Elton John Don’t go breaking my heart It’s been thirty years plus since I last heard that song, sitting in another car, another time a broiling January eating soggy sandwiches with my dad his apprentice We were half …

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Caesura

My heart, it started ● drives my breath still sun ends begins snow-laced mountains edge tomorrow threadruns through veins ● the cotton or wool of my clothes and shades of leaves in change my father’s friends, mother, family have been-gone …

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