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Samuel Mitchell

Our two chooks Poesy

Our two chooks

Our two chooks gaze through the dining room window Metronome heads corrosion-coloured feathers yum cha feet Perched on the outside sill they are looking for something to eat While we contemplate eating them…     Emu 20/21© The Grumpy Old…
September 22, 2021
Lidcombe Poesy

Lidcombe

Lidcombe   A line of evergreen trees, a khaki green stripe across a grey flannel sky,   marches up the rise scattering headstones and sarcophagi   to the left and right.     © The Grumpy Old Dilettante, 2021
September 22, 2021
Citrus Meditation Poesy

Citrus Meditation

Citrus Meditation We got burnt We forgot the pale mandarin-juice-coloured late afternoon sunlight is only there for half an hour (at most) each day - the rest of the time the sun stares down raw and hard like an unpeeled…
September 20, 2021
Jam Aphorisms

Jam

Don’t eat strawberry jam if you can eat raspberry jam. Don’t eat raspberry jam if you can eat blackberry jam. And don’t eat any kind of shop-bought jam if you can eat home-made jam.© The Grumpy Old Dilettante, 2021
September 20, 2021
The Assault Poesy

The Assault

The Assault The towers of the ‘Imperial’ city sat squat and quiet. Those stones did not cry out - no way! Imperial flags, corpuscle-red and eye-socket black, cracked like whips in the breeze, but did not wave a greeting -…
September 19, 2021
Parramatta Poesy

Parramatta

Parramatta   Encircled cemetery reminds the city of earthly and eternal things (echoes of Macau).   Calcium rich soil draws everything, and everyone, to itself - with menacing, libertine, Georgian lust.   And yet it repels lunch-time boarders, hurling them…
September 19, 2021
Evensong II Poesy

Evensong II

Evensong II The day started badly. Discord, dis s o n a   n ce, disharmon y. It’s not going well now either. I must go back. Tempus? No, hominem. I must seek forgiveness and fellowship, where justifiably, I am likely…
September 18, 2021
Tiles Poesy

Tiles

Photo Poem No. 2   Tiles These are not the colours of the ‘70s, but of the 1930s perhaps. More Bakelite than polyester. Colours that belie the age of this house. I don’t find the colours pleasant – a dull…
September 18, 2021