On Poetry

Hold those words as one beloved 
hold them close to your chest and let time slip
step outside time as one embraced
in the arms of poems that hold you in their grip
be taken to that strange dimension
where all is compressed and distilled
into new forms of truth turned this way and that
by the bent of the poet’s will
reminded of who we truly are
by words that by being will never lie
weep laugh and gasp in that suspension of time
being far from everywhere yet ever closer by

with thanks to Marcella Polain (Ed) Australian Poetry Anthology Volume 11, Foreword II, Australian Poetry Ltd. 2024

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To read

To read is to take a universe inside you where every answer to every question becomes valid, where every place is real.
To read is to activate voices inside you never before heard,
where before only a small world existed without another’s words, new worlds are created for you to engage and experiment with.

If you don’t know you won’t know without stories from any author’s pen. How to be happy with someone else’s laughter, sad with their pain. Turn another page to live many other lives again and again, again and again

Reading

Aside

I love it when you are reading a book, no matter how good it is, and you come to a blank page. This is because as you turn that empty page you are quickly one page closer to the end than you thought. One page closer to the sweet anticipation of finding and starting your next book.