Poem
Maxine Beneba Clarke
September
september germinates,
determined
all sure-quiet-beautiful
and fern and jade unfurl
in furrows dug with fothergill
and hope,
with compost care
september breathes,
and seeds new life
wattle-brilliant
floss-pink cherry-bloss
blood bottlebrush
buzz-honeybee
and at the sunset
spring cicadas
form a deafening sonata
shedding skin to crisp
a spring rebirthing
in the warming
evening breeze
oh, september
brings remembering
of fertile earth
and worm
of chrysalis,
as swooping magpies
proud their nests
and cockatoos
squawk fidgeting
for fruit
here blooms september,
southern-spring,
the ghost of all this earth,
and what we’ve lost
and all we are
and all we stand
to lose