This morning, while thousands pounded the pathways of the City Botanic Gardens as part of the Brisbane Marathon, eight of us walked, sat and opened our minds to the lush green landscape, the chorus of birds, the emptiness of sky. This was the third in the QPF ginko series, and while it was officially the ‘winter ginko’, the sun had a sneaky bite to it. I will be posting a handful of poems from the eight poets who joined me this week, but for now, here’s a handful of poems I collected today.
winter sun
the ball in
the collie’s eyes
*
shooing the ibis
she lets the toddler
cry
*
V of gulls
in love with the shape
of the river
*
finish line
the marathon runner drags
his shadow
*
crows
in the bamboo grove
the wind rattles on
