neolithic night
a flicker of déjà vu
in bonfire flames

-Simon Hanson

everlastings
the sudden urge
to put flowers in my hair

-Simon Hanson

flashback
grandma’s blue budgie
twirling in his little mirror

-Simon Hanson

desert highway
beyond the roadhouse
    Andromeda

-Simon Hanson

piano bar
the places she goes
closing her eyes

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family gathering
all the odd chairs
around the pool

-Simon Hanson

paddock wall
the work of hands
long gone

-Simon Hanson

blue fairy wren
lifting for a moment
a weight we carried

-Simon Hanson

orange sunset
our long shadows
collecting firewood

-Simon Hanson

by the same moon
to this very well . . .
our foremothers

-Simon Hanson