David Brooks

(12 January 1953 - / Canberra / Australia)

David Brooks Poems

1. A Possible History Of Consciousness 5/2/2012
2. Continuance 5/2/2012
3. Gift 5/2/2012
4. Menindee 5/2/2012
5. Pentecost 5/2/2012
6. The Balcony 5/2/2012
7. The Dark Trees 5/2/2012
8. The Gap 5/2/2012
9. The Tree 5/2/2012
10. Yes 5/2/2012
11. The Ibex 5/9/2012
12. Pater Noster 5/9/2012
13. Bird Song 5/9/2012
14. The Bees 5/2/2012
15. A Cry 5/9/2012
16. Bush-Mouse 5/9/2012
17. The Cold Front 5/2/2012
18. The Barn Owl 5/2/2012
19. Eschatology 5/2/2012
20. Mangoes 5/2/2012
21. Barnyard Revelation Poem 5/9/2012
22. Su Shi 5/2/2012
23. The Lyrebird 5/21/2012
24. Without Warning 5/2/2012
25. Strange Fruit 5/2/2012
Best Poem of David Brooks

Strange Fruit

I dreamt I was a tree
covered with strange fruit.
Well, no, I lie:
there was no dream,
there was no tree

but what am I to do
with these dark things
breaking out about me,
splitting,
oozing with sap?

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Menindee

Today it is
dark clouds
moving in from the west,
a deep brown-purple, the colour of sky
before a sand-storm on the desert’s edge.
A dog is barking somewhere
as if to frighten them away.
I realise that I should go around
shutting the doors and windows

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