fuel oxygen ignition
(Alice Allan)

Posted on June 26, 2015 by in Heightened Talk

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you’ve mellowed quite a bit
your tinsel compliment

years on
a night in the country
all grown up and accessorised

standing under a floodlight
auditioning hundreds of winged hopefuls
flinging themselves at the whitegold centre

you point to the real moon heaving
over the dark sill of the range
and I say

that’s not the moon

it’s too bright
too fast
that’s a fire

 

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Alice Allan’s poetry has appeared in Cordite, Rabbit, Plumwood Mountain and Australian Book Review. You can find more of her writing at aliceallan.net.

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