poetry – shojiwax

Mower.

this plum summer storm and my avocado lawn race to smother the sky. With these persistent warm, humid, rainy days, our lawn is growing out of control.It seems like only a couple of days back I last mowed it, now it is as high as an elephants eye.Not a small lawn, it requires a non-trivial […]

poetry

Rolling in.

The storm pushes up the valley Like a lump in the throat Like sellotape fire Like sea chest cymbals Like dumping it’s burden Like counting danger distance Like spell cast petrichor Like skid-sod blitz. I love a good thunderstorm. From the humbling immensity to the fear ( you’re just a little scared too, right?) to […]