Songless
The shell at my ear whispers
of screaming things.
Miniature lifeforms drowning in waste
and seals in oilslicks
and whales speared songless
and shells bleached silent on laminex tables
(First published in WA Poets Inc Fresh Poetry)
The shell at my ear whispers
of screaming things.
Miniature lifeforms drowning in waste
and seals in oilslicks
and whales speared songless
and shells bleached silent on laminex tables
(First published in WA Poets Inc Fresh Poetry)
