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New Farm Park Ginko: Jonathan Hadwen & Cindy Keong

                                                          grandfather’s roses
                                                          a spot growing
                                                          on each leaf

                                                                         *

                                                          family barbeque
                                                          teenager texts
                                                          from a separate bench

                                                                         *

                                                         wedding in the park
                                                         only half
                                                         a string quartet

                                                                        *

                                                         dishwasher can’t clean
                                                         the lipstick from the glass
                                                         things you left behind

                                                                        *

                                                         garden bare of flowers
                                                         one curling leaf

                                                                        *

                                                                         poems by Jonathan Hadwen
                                                                         photograph by
Cindy Keong

 

                                                                at the edge of
                                                                the rose bed
                                                                lavender stalks

                                                                            *

                                                                roses in full bloom
                                                                the bride sucks
                                                                in her belly

                                                                             *

                                                                crowded park
                                                                two plover’s
                                                                clear a space

                                                                             *

                                                                 play date
                                                                 dogs teach their owners
                                                                 how to fetch

                                                                             *

                                                                  blisters of burnt paint
                                                                  the summerhouse gone

                                                                              *

                                                                             photograph & poems by Cindy Keong

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Sandgate Ginko: Jonathan Hadwen

 

                                               the sun disappears behind a cloud
                                               a lone gull
                                               stamps its memory in the sand

                                                                         *

                                               pool of water
                                               underneath the tap
                                               ibis drinks its share

                                                                         *

                                               I tread so lightly through the rock pools
                                               still the fishes flee

                                                                         *

                                                tide comes in
                                                children and dogs
                                                rush to say hello

                                                                         *

                                                restless night
                                                the light is tired
                                                of being switched on

                                                                         *

                                                                          photograph by Cindy Keong

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