Love, we’re going home now, Where the vines clamber over the trellis… – from ‘Love, We’re Going Home Now’, Pablo Neruda The week that we moved down to Melbourne was chaos. The afternoon we picked up the keys to our new house it was pouring with rain. The kids were going stir-crazy and the removalists […]
rain that defies rain’s downwardness and spools past the windows, frame by frame – film after film of Edwardian rain. Rain as a haunting, rain’s ghost train. – from ‘Rain’ by Jacob Polley Friday was all kinds of wet. Sometime early in the predawn morning the skies opened up and the rains just kept on […]
Waiting. I’m in a state of waiting. Each day as the heat builds and the grey clouds roll in on top of one another I wait for the summer afternoon rains to fall. Endless reading of the news and various social media streams waiting in the countdown for the state election. And as my belly […]
