Christmas, Australia

CHRISTMAS, AUSTRALIA

Our dry river no longer threads
the water-polished stones.

The glistening fish have slipped
into cracks like lost coins.

Gumleaves have burned
as frankincense to a sky
of one blue, unclouded eye.

Echidnas, buried, wait
to bloom like lumps of bronze
from an ancient hearth.

Julian O’Dea

5 responses to this post.

  1. Posted by fuzziewuzziebear on December 20, 2019 at 6:55 am

    Not that it would bother you, but it would be so odd for me to celebrate Christmas in the middle of summer. Here, we have white stuff on the ground and I am feeling so sleepy.

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  2. Posted by fuzziewuzziebear on December 25, 2019 at 10:01 pm

    Off topic but pertinent to a previous post. The damage to Notre Dame is worse than I thought, or it could be that builders have become more adept at dragging their feet. While the Acropolis was built in twenty years in the fifth century BC, academics have been examining it for as long in the present to figure out how it was built in the first place.

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