by Mike Johnson
Genre: Poetry
A short poetry book inspired by New Zealand’s landscapes
where they meet
there is a brief flare of ecstasy
a declaration of life
Beneath the canopy
the heat drops
and the bull-bellow of the sun
is filtered
to glinting slivers
of silver
and sharp bird calls
‘it’s okay, it’s okay’
someone says
soothing your fevered brow
‘you can relax now
it’s all taken care of’
