Sunday, January 15, 2012

New Poetry by Phillip Ellis









"15th of January, 2012"

An epiphany is not reached:
the sun sets in cloud, and is hidden,
and the midden of evening is cool.
It will rain later, heavily.

A currawong shuttles its name
into the late summer silence. Air
of the times, it is repeated twice;
no-one else speaks, not man, not bird.

If I were a boor, I would shout
insolence to the silence around
me; but I do not. I am not child
enough to break silence with noise.










The verandah is cool and dim
enough. My large cup of tea is still
warm. I drink some of it. And I cross
my ankles, lean back in my chair.

An epiphany is not reached:
the sun sets in cloud, and is hidden,
and the midden of evening is cool.
It will rain later, heavily.


- Phillip Ellis 2012

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