Poem
Jane Gibian
small adjustments
small adjustments
small adjustments
a brutal wind sheets of barkturning through the air
everywhere bull-ants and the smaller
scurriers of leaf litter
build their tower of words
searching for length along the spine
can you will the sky to clear
push away cloud with a breath
a wound in the eucalypt bleeding
red glass asks for small adjustments
to reason the older wound closed over
into a knobbled knee-cap
imperceptible changes a spider’s skeleton
shed with care held firmly
in the mind lobes of ruby grapefruit
each segment a glistening thought
amongst the desire to hold
multiples
buds swelling
at the stubs of gnarled arms
the louche calls of twilight
Poems
Poems of Jane Gibian
Close
small adjustments
a brutal wind sheets of barkturning through the air
everywhere bull-ants and the smaller
scurriers of leaf litter
build their tower of words
searching for length along the spine
can you will the sky to clear
push away cloud with a breath
a wound in the eucalypt bleeding
red glass asks for small adjustments
to reason the older wound closed over
into a knobbled knee-cap
imperceptible changes a spider’s skeleton
shed with care held firmly
in the mind lobes of ruby grapefruit
each segment a glistening thought
amongst the desire to hold
multiples
buds swelling
at the stubs of gnarled arms
the louche calls of twilight
small adjustments
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