not drowning waving
- July 13
the ocean, coffee with a friend.
MY RECENT POSTS
- Please, answer the question
December 04, 2013 01:05AM
- I am not some Aboriginal child
November 23, 2013 02:31AM
- Looking Back on Barraba
July 21, 2013 03:45AM
- This Great Big Sea.
July 19, 2013 04:40AM
- hey mom I've noticed ...
July 15, 2013 11:40PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “Walk away, let them lie,
PW et al,
please don't come to my page
December 08, 2013 07:25AM
- “Don't read me, Mishima.
It's that simple.”
December 08, 2013 06:19AM
- “Sorry ~ overlap.
December 08, 2013 06:18AM
- “But you're probably
right : nobody gives a shit
December 08, 2013 06:17AM
Kim Gamble's Links
Please meet Paul Kelly, Aussie legend ~ I know it's not Christmas yet, but we don't have Thanksgiving here, & anyway gravy's good, whatever the occasion ~ hope you enjoy.
Hello Dan, it's Joe here
I hope you're keeping well
Its the 21st of December
There's times like this when fences fall away, & we appear in the gardens of each others' hearts, on porches bearing casseroles or bowls of whatever's good today, made with love & blessings, knowings, whispering comfort, wishing it could stop but it won't,
this endles… Read full post »
Further north, above the Tropic of Capricorn, was Cairns ...
Abattoir was a sort of a lead-up, but I left out the people I loved : Lothar & Carmella, George & Linda etc. I was looking forward to seeing them again.
First stop was Cairns Post Office. I sat on… Read full post »
In a camping ground to the north I met Ingrid, a German backpacker my age. She worked on a boat that took people on day-trips to the islands. The boat was a 45' ketch, the Nari.
Ingrid arranged that I could be dropped at one of the few islands with fresh water,… Read full post »
I swore I wasn't going to stay there any longer than I absolutely had to, but jugs of beer & company above the river nights put paid to my resolve ...
Nothing pretty. Acres o… Read full post »
A friend called Kathy met a guy in Luxembourg, back in the seventies.
She was on a park bench & he came by in a 3 piece pinstripe brown suit leading 3 brindle whippets. They met, they fell in love.
... ff to 1980, Francois turns up at my house in… Read full post »
Raised without a specific religion, I find myself pretty much constantly gazing at things for a clue ~ leaves, grass, small birds, bewilderbeesties ...
I so… Read full post »
I found a lovely old hand, a bronze bhodisattva's hand in an out-of-the-way place in Luang Prabang. I bought a horse & a tiger there too, & the prices came down - still they weren't much, for what… Read full post »
Suryavarman built Angkor Wat so my sister could turn on the Northern path for a photo. I couldn't help noticing how much trouble he went to.
The stone was quarried miles upriver and dragged to the site by elephants, assembled and carved with images from the Mahabharata, the life of… Read full post »
If you've never been, it's a place ;
a dot on a map, full of monks -
but don't let that put you off - most of them are novices
like you and I. ( some have more English than
the person who does my laundry.)
It's got lots of… Read full post »
I'm going away for a little while - vietnam, cambodia, laos, & asked a friend to send me a pic of this ( on her wall ) - she apologises for the quality, taken with a 'phone, but it gives the gist. I painted this from my verandah in… Read full post »
... the unmarked page is a dream
falling asleep to the cadence of keys,
the deep slow lethe of letters ...
... pocketfuls of runes to drag me to
whatever escapes like bubbles,
whatever truths escape like air & rise ;
the opposite-of-gravity thing it is ...
... sma… Read full post »
True, unadulterated pic of Polly's portrait ( above ) of King Parrot ( below.)
%I… Read full post »
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I know I'm a bit heavy on the outline but hey,
The boys & I had pretty much cleared Lane Cove River valley of wallabies and bandicoots, by the Summer of '65. Not so much wit… Read full post »
Helvetica Stone got me thinking ...
I know you how you want me to know you.
I'm ok with that. As in real life, there's no other choice,
and who you really are is none of my business.
Sometimes you are honest to the point of exhaustion ;… Read full post »
" If you saw me, a middle-aged woman walking back along the bush track, you'd pass me without a glance. A mild person, you might judge, who does the right thing and puts her paper in the right bin. But inside, I am luminous. There is the bay with the boats… Read full post »
Brian was waiting for the jug to boil, the toast to pop, knuckles on the counter, shaking his head slowly to a tune or dream from an hour ago, while Keith on kitchen duty began wiping the surface in circles closer and closer to Brian's knuckles.
Industrial, built for 20 people,… Read full post »
There's a thing these kids do on a high tide and a northerly swell, on their way out to the point after school. Good kids, nice kids, really.
They hang out on the steps below and yell with all their gangsta kid bravado, "Huey ! Come and GET me, MOFO !"… Read full post »
My first ABC Book was a gift from my Grandparents, bless them both.
It was written by Edward Lear, and illustrated by a particularly perverse bastard called G.S. Sherwin.
The concept was simple : a child hurts his arm, sits down and cries ; we proceed through the alphabet and… Read full post »