Sea of Crises
Regarding the moon:
Turn on the news, take your pick.
No need to be literal here. No overdue
calamity, no whirling maelstrom in the shipping
lanes, simply what to cook for dinner. What
to talk about over canapés. Most days the queue
to the checkout is enough to shatter the singing crystal
spheres. In them a single planet stopped in its tracks
once conjured witches. These epicycles
forced us to question the centre. What centre?
There is no centre. Only a perpetual
outwardness leaving us recoiling from ourselves.
All this dust and nowhere to sweep it.
- © Mark O'Flynn 2022
Mark's most recent collection, "Undercoat" was released earlier this year. His poetry and short fiction have appeared in many Australian journals as well as overseas. His novels include Grassdogs and The Forgotten World. He has also published the comic memoir False Start and a collection of short fiction, White Light. He lives in the Blue Mountains.
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