Issue FiveIssue Five PoetryPoetry

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By Ellen Shelley


On an ordinary day

the water stills

the air waves fall silent


birds on parachute wings

spiral to gorund


a riff strums

spilt like coffee

balloons fall

as air between seasons


the new age has begun

a stampede of growth

a cloud of noise pollution


our young float like bubbles

hollow from expectation

falling like trees


the sound of rejection

breeds on our shores

another boat sinks

while we look the other way.


Artwork by Jackie Benney. Published with permission of the artist.