My Dear Interrogates The Sun Poem by Douglas Scotney

Douglas Scotney

Douglas Scotney

Toowoomba, Queensland, Australia. Resides in Adelaide

My Dear Interrogates The Sun



'What did you hear late that day? '

'Listen. I was finishing my shift
lighting up cloth and curtain
careful as candlelight,
and hi-liting white sculpture
in backyard bushes
and white homes at the end of town.
Light is what I do my dear.
I do nothing to do with ear.'

Thursday, January 7, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: sun
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Douglas Scotney

Douglas Scotney

Toowoomba, Queensland, Australia. Resides in Adelaide
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