Posts Tagged ‘seasons’

That end-of-summer-holiday crash landing. Skin still peeling in the shower. Halfway between life as it is and as it might be, if you let it. If you surrendered yourself to indefinite itinerancy.  The resolutions I never made drifting like spores, or motes – whatever you call them (is it that spores are living, life-producing, and motes […]


I write this from the streets of Annandale, Sydney. 9 or so pm. Hot but not altogether bothered, although this impromptu getaway could be longer. Who’d have a day job. [That was a rhetorical question – I don’t want an answer to it – so I am not going to dignify it with a question mark.] […]


Funny how just a nominal change in season (the end of one month clicking over to the beginning of the next) can turn the world on its ear/head/some other extremity. I was a spring baby. Actually I wasn’t, because I was born in the Northern Hemisphere. I was a September baby. Apparently there was a […]