by Les Wicks
You’ll go to Hell for all the people you killed! Screamed by a woman outside my block on a mercilessly bright day. She’s in 30-year-too-late-punk minimalism, he burrows deeper into his beard. There is a deep tranquillity in the grevilleas our lawn is freshly mown & currawongs perch in stunned silence. For me anxiety? Titillation? There’ve been enough moral quandaries lately, practicality mixed with boredom a few drinks, a good friend’s new book. If this is both my patriotic duty plus escapism then my daub/wattle delusions will carry on just fine. There was this great joke…
Over 45 years Les Wicks has performed widely in Australia & internationally. Published in over 350 different magazines, anthologies & newspapers across 30 countries in 15 languages. Wicks conducts workshops around Australia, has edited various projects over the decades, latest being To End All Wars (Puncher & Wattmann, 2018) & runs Meuse Press which focuses on poetry outreach projects like poetry on buses & poetry published on the surface of a river. His 14th book of poetry is Belief (Flying Islands, 2019).