James Walton
each handful carries its own risks from such fallow rusting wandering ashes meant for sea kidnapped by an idling wind, the journey of leaves delayed in the stalled gravity of Autumn beetle husks within dream roof nails departing purpose, desiccated chicks abandoned concerto de Aranjuez through an open window forehead above to weatherboard, debris falling to obeisance sideways gusts push for witness an awkward stance in weather arms out and up a pelican, of human clinging holding to this chance of ballast in a waning day’s prolapse spreadeagled for seasons, the weight of each step down loam alive beneath cuticles a dust of primary evidence out of survival’s convenience, the ladder eased a wingspan this new station overhung a light rain breathes ascent everything renewed, again
James Walton is an Australian published in many anthologies, journals, and newspapers. He is the author of four widely acclaimed collections of poetry; The Leviathan’s Apprentice, Walking Through Fences, Unstill Mosaics, and Abandoned Soliloquies. His fifth collection will be released shortly. He has been shortlisted for the ACU National Poetry Prize, the MPU International Poetry Prize, the William Wankling Prize, and the Ada Cambridge Prize. He was nominated for ‘The Best of the Net’ 2019, and is a Pushcart Prize 2021 nominee.
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