Poems by Mark Young (Australia) Published in The Ofi Press issue 45
A line from Steven Spielberg
A battle with a wild Pokémon interrupts our ability to watch a sound being made
at some distance away. It’s a twist on a proverb, or possibly the atmo- spheric concentrations of
greenhouse gases reflected— in a kind of albedo—back off parents watching their offspring fall from trees.
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for Pablo Casals
This interfacing space a cello.
Turns taken in different tempi.
Breathless little pizzicato steps.
Or. The breathy resonance of
a long bow drawn across it.
A littoral reading
I put on a bowler hat
take an apple for lunch
& head for la plage
at Yeppoon where I en-
gage in a bit of plagiarism
by purloining some images
from Magritte & putting
them forward as my own.
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Mark Young lives in a small town in North Queensland in Australia, & has been publishing poetry for more than fifty-five years. He is the author of over thirty books, primarily poetry but also including speculative fiction & art history. His work has been widely anthologized, & his essays & poetry translated into a number of languages.
Image: 'Cello' by Paul Varuni and 'Flygon in Minoh' by Kasadera.