Kaye Aldenhoven Poems

I watch the full moon
slide down
a dome of dark glass.
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The coming down of the Magela
after the first storms,
we chased that front of water all day.
It surged slowly,
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To prepare for you
I scrub the soles of my feet
and cut my toenails.
I wash and brush my hair
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hairy calyx splits
wine dark magnolia
unfolds to warmth
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In shadowed gorges
erect pink bracts brim with rain
unseen, turmeric roots engorge.
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ablaze against thunder clouds
flamboyant poincianas
flame red as lust
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Young man stretches
for hibiscus flowers
heart-red they grace my bed
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Hey, your kids are learning to speak Wailpiri.
It's good, eh?
How do they learn so quickly?
Them boys more clever, you know, than their mother.
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the scent will catch you first
look up! from leaf axils, long
creamy flower spikes extrude
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lorikeets gossip
busy brush tongues lap nectar
from eucalypt cups
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