When he was released from Stalag Eight B he sold shoes. He races along country lanes. He races the wind as it pounds a disorganised rhythm, the beat rattling his car window and flushing vermin from the fields. She attends to the day: buys one packet of almond crème biscuits in a pastel embossed tin. She traces the bubbled harvest scene. She moves the floral settee under the bay window. She moves it back. She finishes the last crossword. When he returns dinner has passed. They climb the scrubby heath to the highest point, away from the dense regiments of trees. He draws a constellation in the air, the striking horns of Taurus. We’re getting on, she says. He sings into her hands, his voice slipping away between her fingers.
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‘Mountains’ in Best New Zealand Poems 2012
‘Dennis Dowthitt’ in Best New Zealand Poems 2010
‘The Drop Distance’ in Best New Zealand Poems 2007
‘Rescue Story” and two other poems in Segue 11: Fall 2013 (US)
‘The Geographer’ in Sport 39
‘The Holiday’ in Sport 38
‘At Lake Tekapo’ and five other poems in Sport 35
‘Measures’ and three other poems in in Trout 17
‘Christmas’ and two other poems in Turbine 2013
‘The Forest’ and ‘Embossed’ in Turbine 2009
‘When the Sister Walks’ on Tuesday Poem