My writing

My writing that is published on this site, including lots of creative commons poetry.

  • (Mattie Furphy House) It was very very dark There was a tiny crack I couldn’t tell the time I heard the trains start I woke wishing it was morning I slept in the windowless room Having many thoughts I lay awake I heard the trains and traffic start At 6am it was bright for three… Read more

  • At Mattie Furphy House the writer-in-residence, having goodbyed the workshop poets and their unfinished pieces, At Mattie Furphy House the writer-in-residence, having opened most of the windows, At Mattie Furphy House the writer-in-residence, having arranged the furniture and books, knowing they’ll be moved by other visitors but pleased with the feel of it anyway, At… Read more

  • Here’s a video from the Goolwa Poetry Slam in 2010. I perform connect at 8:48. Read more

  • orbit

    I love you but I don’t want to see you, comet eyes shattered to blood, moon brain in captured orbit, sun skin and planet spirit all pilled and pissed away Read more

  • tongue

    the  girled     garden we water lust’s gownly lick frantic meat death apparatus                 please tongue waxed bare with whispers          here I want you raw not elaborately           ^                drunk Written by Coral Carter and Jackson using the original Magnetic Poetry Kit. First published in Creatrix. Read more

  • necessary

    Its eyes are orange stones, staring nowhere and everywhere, hiding a mystery, a mind. Every feather that lines its back, creates its wings, defines its tail is black: an ancient and sacred darkness. Gripping the rim of the birdbath it stretches its Nick Cave neck and caws the old long notes that mark the morning.… Read more