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From: Vol.02 N.01 – Otherkind


by Jordie Albiston

from Jawbone Reserve to Fleming’s Pool    tide has

left tributes & signs    Banded Ark    Jackson’s Trough

Elongate Nut    carbonate tracks of where you were

last night    I walk my bones between shells & skulls

crunching the dead    wondering always how much

does it hurt to leave such things behind    what was he

pulled from    dear Little Globe    a loving wife with

concentric smile    an umbo median life    where was

Wing when I needed him    was she raped    Boring

Venus & if so why    once I collected saltwater holds

hobbity homes    tiny gods cut from Aiz Ghazal lime

this was at 4 am    this was before the Romans arrived

half the world at war even then    you smuggled me

into a southern coast cove    kissed me with kisses of

bubbles & foam    left your handprint right here on

my breast    I could only see death    I can only see

death as I pick my way between ocean & crust    the

beach a necropolis    Altona just ahead in the mist

rising with turrets & obelisks    I am searching for

you in churches & mosques    grinding great cities

under my feet into something like gypsum    like dust

Published: January 2015
Jordie Albiston

Jordie Albiston’s latest titles are XIII Poems (Rabbit Poet Series, 2013) and The Weekly Poem: 52 exercises in closed & open forms (Puncher & Wattmann, 2014).  She lives in Melbourne.

An Australian and international
journal of ecopoetry and ecopoetics.

Plumwood Mountain Journal is created on the unceded lands of the Gadigal and Wangal people of the Eora Nation. We pay our respects to all Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander people, and to elders past, present and future. We also acknowledge all traditional custodians of the lands this journal reaches.