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From: Vol.03 N.01 – How Humans Engage with Earth


by Allis Hamilton

On a grey rainy day

a cuckoo comes

to a tree at my window.


At irregular intervals

it hammers among the fat drops

falling onto the flat tin roof.


Uncurling the sleeping cat from my lap

I walk out into the misty sky

to try and find the feathered form.


Given a choice

I would live forever in a day like this:

wet, grey, visited by birds


singing their intricate songs.

I would read stories of bicycle rides

and embroider the thoughts of a honey bee.


It takes me days

to wash off the nagging world,

rinsing and rinsing until


finally I find my own skin.

Though I just can’t seem to find

that bird that is hammering.

Published: January 2016
Allis Hamilton

creates poetry, art and music. She scampers barefoot over rocks. Some of her poems live in the Australian Poetry Journal; Bimblebox 153 Birds – an Australian touring exhibition; Your Beautiful Names – an anthology responding to poems by asylum seekers by Mark Time books. She is a joint convener of PoetiCas – Castlemaine’s Poetry Readings.

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.