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From: Vol.04 N.02 – What are the animals saying?

Not wanting to go to work, I wait to get on the train to take me to work

by Michael Aiken

The old noble crow

is sick       of wings

and frogs.


Don’t you know that I am groaning?


Worn by the weight

of elaborate plans


relying on the sunrise.

Published: July 2017
Michael Aiken

is a writer living and working in Sydney. His first collection, A Vicious Example (Grand Parade 2014) was shortlisted for the NSW Premier’s Kenneth Slessor Prize for Poetry, the Dame Mary Gilmore Prize and the Australian Book Design Awards. In 2016 he was selected as the inaugural Australian Book Review Laureate’s fellow, for which he wrote the book-length poem ‘Satan Repentant’ under the mentorship of David Malouf.

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.