CURFEW 29

DAY 29 – Aug 31 night falls so fast even now in spring when the eager sun’s reluctant to go down pyjama’d torpor of late mornings trickle into lazy afternoons of tinkering pottering about with things you always meant to do the paints the needle guitar baking tiles and glue and then a sunny walk to flush domestic fug the air cools at the very moment you decide to action something you had planned to do today too late it’s time to gather wood light the oven pack away your toys nestle in your sofa sky dark and a spray of stars one more day (in curfew) over.







See also poems read out loud at https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC9uLwxslE_VQ-fu-Dw6gdIA/playlists

My book of poems, A Day At A Time In Rhyme (Littlefox Press) can be found here: https://www.amazon.com.au/Day-At-Time-Rhyme/dp/0648083861/ref=sr_1_1?keywords=A+Day+At+A+Time+In+Rhyme+Jane+Clifton&qid=1572053238&sr=8-1

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