• Owen Bullock

 

north and south to Canberra

 

heads sway

laughing at

the turbulence

 

Sydney airport

a huge Maori fella walks through

whistling Greensleeves

 

terminal

two men in green jackets

gesticulate wildly

 

the girl on the bus

combing

her mother’s hair

 

a picture of a truck

beside the endless

highway

 

an old car

in a paddock . . .

my sense of relief

 

Canberra’s bird people

splashed liberally

with bird droppings

 

a student

with duck tape

patching his knees

 

mall

I don’t know what

the T-shirt means

 

birds

like children

sighing

 

looks at his watch twice

as he crosses the road

 

suburb

a two-humped camel

painted on a front door

 

 

 

suburb, Torbay

 

in the space

between others

lemon trees

pongas, fantails

hibiscus, succulents

 

wash racks

peg bag

hand made

by Grannie

 

the deck is drying

 

someone plucks a ukulele

 

a hedge-trimmer roars

 

the neighbour’s bowl sings

as it hits the floor