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


by Luke Beesley

Hopper aqua aqueduct innocent and messy in his lunch, Lynch wipes

the plane down with a squash ball and a toaster in it we see Braque’s fast-

idiousness. No better Braque in the idea of it breaking, so to speak, “Braque

Braque!” A cup of Hopper, pony! Show boats! In antiquity – spittle Hokusai-

like displaced underarms each morning – the surface of the canvas – paint-

erly rinsed eye of blue Hopper, string, emotive Dennis Hopper in earnest.

This afternoon he was caught in the untrimmed bush, puppy-dogged out

of obsolescence and barked. There was no train but the thought of rain.

No flesh like it. Thurs of a Thursday was the technique, all the way through

 to the early 21st C.

Published: July 2017
Luke Beesley

is a Melbourne-based poet. His third and fourth poetry collections, New Works on Paper (2013) and Jam Sticky Vision (2015), are published by Giramondo.

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.