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Celestial Mechanics

For Evie, when she holds my hand.

Layering

I.

Walk the trail ahead of me into the wild country at the southern end of Namadgi. An unprepossessing trail head —…

Man’s Best Offer

A pigeon bobs between the table legs with a shawl about its neck like oil while dogs gaze with an entirety of purpose, the sharp…

Let Me See One Last Thing

For Evie

When you see what I have seen
And see it better
When you love what I love, and better,
Then let my hand slip from yours
Do not grasp
And let me fall behind you on the strand
And pass
Let me see one last thing you have not seen or loved
You in your…

Joyfully Wrong

For Nat, in his 9th year.

Follow Rossi Street to its terminus and you’ll find an unexpected fold in the…

Growing Pains

Before the day starts, in the small hours when waking means lying awake, you came to me with a pain in your leg. The pain of growing…

The Sacrament of Cycling

for Nat, turning seven

The World is our teacher

For Nat, beginning School

Ways

The Macquarie University train station took my breath away the first time I slipped below the surface of Herring Road: the long gliding descent into…