Mahoney2
Type
Poetry

elliptic ecliptic

                                                to John Tranter

‘I had read in books that art is not easy’

that words hide themselves in dark corners

no-one warned of the colourful spires

milking evaporated carnations

the emeralds phone brightly in’s Brooke

painted with Betty Windsor and Bert Newton

a chiaroscuro pear glowing with charisma

drifting through intelligent mist

in search of speed turned red in the night

do electric sheep dream of silver marigolds

reflecting by quiet reflections

ever so ever so ever.

 

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Leif Mahoney is a former architect and art gallery director, who is an art language artist. His major project has been the abstract dada novel Nunawading.

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