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( votes)I Wore A Day As Showy As
written by: James Walton
The Wonga vine is late
this long Spring year
like drunken party guests
who finally arrive
in tumbling blowsy silk
dancing a too close Latin
manes tangled in the distance
parted by a cigarette paper
(although we’ve heard
about the separation)
a vicarage of noisy miner birds
tries to chaperone
their pursed censure all bravado
as others depart slowly
pretending not to watch.
James Walton
James Walton is an Australian poet published in many newspapers, journals, and anthologies. He lives in an old coal mining town in South Gippsland. His books include The Leviathan's Apprentice, Walking Through Fences, and Unstill Mosaics (forthcoming).
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