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January 9, 2016 (& 2002 & 1980)

In 2012, I paddled out before the sun came up in Manly, surfing as it rose. Today—on the same wild ocean but kilometres away—I wade into the water again, watching the waves crest and crumble through palm fronds jammed into the sand. The dew had made the top layer dark; and hopefully it had also run the dog piss off the car tyres. The foaming pacific felt warm and light as a cappuccino but the bared teeth of the mottled mongrels were chilling as they chased me off the beach. I can still hear their barking. The shore-break was detonating in rumbling, rolling white-outs while I remembered that half a lifetime ago (1998) I got my first guitar — as today (2016) I was getting another one.



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Staring East at Macedon

A crazy horse strums
As two fantails splash in the fountain
Beading streams from its edge
And trees warble in the wind
Calling across the rose garden
Shaking petals to its bed
Through the matrimonial threshold
Runs a neat row of rosemary
Its arms telegraphed with spider webs
Lit white in the sun

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