OCTOBER 2011
On suburban palisades
and trellises in Sydney
wisteria wakes
and in self-conscious haste
pulls on mauve bubble-wrap
to hide its naked narrow winter
wires of branch and stalk.
Miner birds, obsessed with nests,
fuss, squawk and bomb the cats.
In the classroom brows furrow
as Year 12 students search for words,
for non-imaginary numbers,
defence against examiners’ demands,
shed uniforms, face east and like moths,
eyes opening on their first day,
sense the existential trap
of the HSC and of what
lurks beyond the sunrise.
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