Drawing by Judith Wolfe
Barry Southam

Poems


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      Southern farmlet, barren to begin
      sees a passion for fertility
      released. New owner's wife
      delights in the soil's embrace
      compost is hand fed
      seedlings gently bedded
      and bushes transplanted
      into a tapestry garden.
      Animals start breeding
      outside the fenced square.
      Blossom the pet sheep
      ever the rebel defies
      the wooden hurdle
      goes for Olympic gold
      lands inside
      devour perennials
      munch exotics
      to anorexic stalks.
      A guilty reverse leap
      on gardener's return
      doesn't prevent rage
      driving the ute to
      the local butcher where
      Blossom is despatched
      to ethereal pastures.
      Butcher months later
      wonders why a favoured
      customer seems lost forever
      to his carnivorous trade.

      MOMENT

      Sky dancing pigeons
      freed from their hillside cages
      arrow across the valley.
      Lead bird suddenly
      choreographs a cloud dance
      that stops the breath
      of old Joe below
      a grounded nomad
      teased by open roads
      that haunt his night dreams.
      The aerial stage empties
      Joe's blood' quickens.
      He hurries inside and dials
      up the House of Travel
      but then his hand pauses
      replaces the receiver.
      He's running late now
      to make his daily
      meals on wheels run.


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