This poem is taken from Stand 236, 20(4) December 2022 - February 2023.

Charles Wilkinson Two Poems

life fit to whinge in, speech railing, every act an aberration
   & nothing to compensate; summer the generation of flies
or the sun scrapped, unhinged from the sky & stored
   like a plate in a cupboard; all months bar May the province
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