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Poem: Heron

Books & Poetry

This week’s Poet’s Corner contribution comes from emerging writer and poet Helena Bryony Parker.

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I cycle at dusk, most days.
Today I left at high noon,
the light scorched the damp from my skin
and the wind drew me to tears.

I saw a heron,
propped by a dead arm of driftwood.
half sunk, stick their noses to the wind.

Heron, resolute, eyes fixed beyond
the silent erosion gnawing the sand bank
that churns the eucalypt-green water into mud.

In command of the wind, the violence of living,
migratory bird
he waits for the season’s bloom
the blood in the water to signal –
he is fleeting of this place.

Helena Bryony Parker is an emerging writer and poet based in Sydney. Her work can also be found (here) in Volume 7 of the poetry journal ‘Not Very Quiet (September, 2020)’.

Readers’ original and unpublished poems of up to 40 lines can be emailed, with postal address, to Submissions should be in the body of the email, not as attachments. A poetry book will be awarded to each accepted contributor.


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