cutting the grass
the old man had taken to mowing the concrete
at the front of his building with an old two-stroke mower
he used an old leather strap to wrap around the starter
pulling it slowly it started first time/every time
someone called the police
complaining about the noise
& that there was no grass
to cut on the concrete path
he told them that he remembered
where the grass had been
they took away his mower
within days
the first green shoots
appeared through cracks in the concrete
the other city
the path to the city
is blocked by a locked door
& the key is in the pocket
of your other coat
never mind
there are things
to do & you know
they really won’t miss you
though you do feel a pang
when you hear the sound of a train
& know you won’t be home tonight
returning the next morning
you find the door forced
& the city beyond it in ruins
ashes line streets
dust hangs in the air
silence hints
at a lack of tomorrows
consolidation
disembodied voices
hover over polished laminate
discussions of options
& radical measures
to increase productivity
I hear everything
Monica losing her house
Bruce his marriage
you are funnelled
to a cloud and stored
left with possibilities
but only one outcome
Northern Stone
Quick!
Split the stone before
we are all crushed.
The old man is at it again,
locked away he rants like a bull
mumbling Italian, shouting Greek, swearing English.
Dreams of Rapallo and jackbooted order.
The infidels are driven out.
Finding sanctuary
on barren mountain tops
surviving on melted snow
and the decaying fragments of wise minds.
Like a failed god to raise a storm
extracting the last droplets of hatred.
Let him dream of cut stone
and large monuments in the north.
Mark Roberts is a writer, critic and publisher living on unceded Darug and Gundungurra country (Blue Mountains, NSW, Australia). He is founder and co-editor of Rochford Street Review (https://rochfordstreetreview.com/) and the occasional print journal P76. His latest collection, The Office of Literary Endeavours, will be published by 5 Islands Press in 2025.
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