Friday, 27 July 2018

Motion (July)

The agitations of the cat, motes floating through lamplight, the riffles through tall trees outside, the clouds in and out past an enlarged moon, definite sound of a plane, everything in motion that is not at rest may or may not come to attention in real time during a quiet July night with the clock moving past eight-thirty. Next morning, motionless mist in sunlight over eastern suburbs, but up on Heidelberg commuters walk briskly to their chosen door, buttoning up against a cold start, or coffees jostling. The acrobatics of the gravel bobcat, the birds diving upward into tall trees…

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