on finding found poetry
Finding some found poetry inside an old copy of Selected Poems by David Rowbotham (University of Queensland Press, 1975) that I found in the free box at the op shop. That's the thing about found poetry. Someone has to find it. So Dream find fires hear the wintered voice why not twice? An angel going shoeless today. *** Inhabitant where creatures build the dead song shall the heart the world move now? meet nature with a sorry. Our land, we have unnatural rule as well. And because of the creature time has let another one *** p174 missed spilling split because to you the scream you taught but she sent affection you signalled back love. Not even the memory of Spain made her perfectly adored. blue-eyed you took towards home. there was redemption. Somewhere green.