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''They are not long, the days of wine and roses:
Out of a misty dream
Our path emerges for a while, then closes,
Within a dream.''


2014 Pushcart Prize nominee. (more)

New story collection coming soon: Pseudo Stars

Many stories and poems published worldwide.
My work is raw and from experience and observations.


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Poem - A Proximate Echo

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Recently a poem of mine was published in the Speed Poets Zine Vol.11.6. It's on sale through their website and at their monthly nights in Brisbane. There was only a limited edition. As you can see, its simple in style, reminiscent of the poetry chapbooks from the 50's and 60's. I love the look of them and have subscribed for a year for only $20. I have another poem coming up in a couple of months, which I will also post here.

The poem was written in June 2011.

Here's how it appeared in the magazine followed by the poem itself. 




A Proximate Echo


Feel that dryness in your mouth
The whimpering in the dark corner
Behind you
The trembling in the floor
It’s the future
Coming back to haunt you
Reminding you where you should not be
You allowed yourself
To be a willing vessel to Fate
To sail with the natural state of things
But you were not to know
It would take you to places
You did not want to be.

You've gone too far now
To begin anew
And wishing won’t do
(To wish is to plea is to panic
 And lose it all)
And so all that’s left
Is the minutiae of hope
A bare fragrance
That around the bend
The current may lead you to another stream
And perhaps acceptance
That making a mistake
Is normal.
Human.
If only you knew for certain
That it was redeemable.




5 comments:

  1. Oh Tony, brilliant. It's come at a time for me where I've read a few things (all unrelated) that have left me feeling a little uncomfortable about who and am and where I am. As someone who usually forges ahead with no regret, now I'm starting to realise that yes, I've had a few.

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  2. "A willing vessel to Fate & Redeemable mistakes."

    In the first instance I've allowed Fate to take me to places. In the second instance, my mistakes are redeemable.

    Does this mean that the places I've been to were mistakes that are redeemable? I doubt it, as making mistakes is "normal" just as you wrote!

    So, yes, we're human, and we go with the flow of life, wherever it may take us and in it we will make mistakes.

    This poem is definitely circular, and that is pretty much how life is. What goes around, comes around and there is no escaping it.

    An interesting way to express time and place Anthony.

    Gina :)

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  3. This hits home (my heart/soul) for me right now. Thanks, Anthony.

    love to you.
    xoRobyn

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  4. Thank you Gina. That's very well observed. Yes, it's circular for sure, perhaps, referring back to the title.

    Thanks Robyn.

    xo

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  5. The poem spoke to me too. Decide your life or just stumble through a mistaken existence.

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