joanne burns
spin the platter and the used
meal falls into consequence’s
lap a choir of gnawed duck
bones an abandoned colloquium
on the roll of legal judgement on
the sandy stone of state affairs:
meters of the delegated taxis
squeak with the flatulence of
virtue tar sleeps with feathers like
there’s no tomorrow crumpled
napkins grow divine in the augur’s
quarry submarines are resonating
within reach of botany bay
a plane flies through three chimneys easy as a view
as a child’s picture book with no damage done how far
can you stretch the empirical dream; how many layers
can a logic sandwich support, the chalk always squeaked
during lectures in philosophy I; i’m not going to consider
trains exiting from fireplaces today now that time is being
served on the carved table clothes are returning from
the laundromat covered in fresh stains this is reality not irony
— or oxymoronia, the stain economy is a growth industry
even in this age of stainless steel, books on unwelcome stains
have become best sellers, would you rather have a new bible
a folio copy of macbeth or five hundred handy tips on stain
removal it’s a difficult decision; the essay asked how can
X be black and white all over, the slick answer is too grey
how many streaks can a river swim before it’s a beach
joanne burns is a Sydney poet. Her most recent book, an illustrated history of dairies, Giramondo Publishing 2007, was shortlisted for the NSW 2008 Kenneth Slessor Poetry Prize. kept busy, a cd recording of joanne burns reading a selection of her poetry, was also released in 2007 as part of the River Road Series.
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sequitoria
spin the platter and the used
meal falls into consequence’s
lap a choir of gnawed duck
bones an abandoned colloquium
on the roll of legal judgement on
the sandy stone of state affairs:
meters of the delegated taxis
squeak with the flatulence of
virtue tar sleeps with feathers like
there’s no tomorrow crumpled
napkins grow divine in the augur’s
quarry submarines are resonating
within reach of botany bay
porque
why does there have
to be an explanation
for everything
scientific toga
i know it i know it because i
knew
it easy
as walking
a gelato
plank
they were indignant with the
gossip that they all wrote
the same way not a pdf dissident
among them are you a photocopy
or a plagiarist a clone or a row of
paper dolls how blonde is your
keyboard
they disappeared through
the small canyon between the
octave and the sestet
scanning their breaths for the latest
therapy the barcode just
a few metres from their fugitive
feet
streak
a plane flies through three chimneys easy as a view
as a child’s picture book with no damage done how far
can you stretch the empirical dream; how many layers
can a logic sandwich support, the chalk always squeaked
during lectures in philosophy I; i’m not going to consider
trains exiting from fireplaces today now that time is being
served on the carved table clothes are returning from
the laundromat covered in fresh stains this is reality not irony
— or oxymoronia, the stain economy is a growth industry
even in this age of stainless steel, books on unwelcome stains
have become best sellers, would you rather have a new bible
a folio copy of macbeth or five hundred handy tips on stain
removal it’s a difficult decision; the essay asked how can
X be black and white all over, the slick answer is too grey
how many streaks can a river swim before it’s a beach
joanne burns is a Sydney poet. Her most recent book, an illustrated history of dairies, Giramondo Publishing 2007, was shortlisted for the NSW 2008 Kenneth Slessor Poetry Prize. kept busy, a cd recording of joanne burns reading a selection of her poetry, was also released in 2007 as part of the River Road Series.
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