New Poetry by Richard Hillman

I Got Drunk Last Night

            (and couldn’t find my way home)

after Lightnin’ Hopkins

 

Swimming face down in the irrigation ditch

With the cane toads and the snakes beneath

This spiralling black and blue night where

Stars on some strange map cannot help

The stranger slapping at the ignoble sides

Some mud-streaked water dragon wriggling

Its drunken way towards the Tumbulgum pub

Where another beer awaits another drowning

Of even stranger spirits to come

- Richard Hillman 2015

Richard's last collection was Raw Nerve (Puncher & Wattman, 2009).