Poem #42 (king of hearts) was released at the fossils cabinet near the Thomas Cherry building at Melbourne Uni. I walk past that cabinet every day on the way to the car park. There's a very amusing todger-shaped fossil that makes me snigger every time.
She was down in a boulevard store
a week before my father died
pricing black dresses.
He rattled and refolded the paper
at each turn of page
while her eyebrows grouped.
He was fond of bitter complaining
and coffee cups
dwarfed by his red hands.
She was down in a boulevard store
a week after my father died
ordering modern curtains.
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