‘… leave the world unseen,

        and with thee fade away into the forest dim’

John Keats, ‘Ode to a Nightingale’, 1819


a glint of light
witnessed in sleep,
amorphous, swollen

adamantine sheets of silence refract
across crimson
and egyptian blue

mercurial landscapes dissolve
into dense waters
of panic and loss

this dream,
refined, pristine,
a consummate pact,
an opaque mirror of all
that falls between
that which will never be,
and that which has never been


Station Creek, Australia 2019