afraid of my own shadow
walking after curfew
on Nairm’s Spring’s edge

parting one point five
among the lavender
a myna feather
five k ruled radius
behind a fence
frayed bird of paradise
mask-less men at work
the seven sides of a stop sign
a grey gum forks
electric wires
my muzzled breath
distant school bell sings
suitcase on the nature strip
in roller-blade knee pads
an old man paints
the broken lock
on a gate that swings
stage four curfew
eight pm
rings around the August moon
3rd August 2020, Melbourne
dirty rain;
baby sparrow
dead on driveway
dandelion clocks –
a forecast of wind
Out back rest stop
he waits in the car
the engine on
Banksia
bleeding
from my centre
He takes our photo
the horizon
is crooked
linen strips
a stain for a head
flowers cut into an imperfect circle