Robbie Coburn Poems
- Suicide Country been here too long, have to get out the fear...
- Summertime pinned into my stomach, the wound slowly heals, ...
- The Nurse I often ask for the ending. blood-soaked white ...
- Anorexia In Autumn image of autumn breaking against the ...
- Lines To Myself I wish you could see the rain for what it is;...
- Becoming A Time Capsule On an ordinary night it will happen: ...
Robbie Coburn was born in June 1994 in Melbourne and grew up on his family’s farm in the semi-rural locality of Woodstock, Victoria.
Since his first professional publication at the age of 17, his work has appeared in many Australian and overseas publications including Poetry, Overland, Cordite and Going Down Swinging, and his poems have been anthologised. more »
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been here too long, have to get out
the fear that beats into you
living in the country remains with you long after you've gone
becoming a second skin dislodged when away from the grasses
a part of the body embedded in endless paddocks
from the beginning, the greater years convene
at the point of youth
threads of a silence beckoning you nearer-
the farmland has it's own language, the voice of dirt you numb with drink,
with marks along your flesh that never heal, only press deeper
you learn too late, never escaping the clean wind
inside the ...