{"id":71,"date":"2009-07-23T22:04:17","date_gmt":"2009-07-24T03:04:17","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/?p=71"},"modified":"2009-07-23T22:04:17","modified_gmt":"2009-07-24T03:04:17","slug":"george-anderson","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/2009\/07\/george-anderson\/","title":{"rendered":"George Anderson"},"content":{"rendered":"<h3>Fracture<\/h3>\n<h5><em><a href=\"http:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/georgeanderson.html\">George Anderson<\/a><\/em>, <a href=\"http:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/archivesjuly2009.html\">July 2009<\/a><\/h5>\n<p>The skeleton wind<br \/>\nlike sheets of sound<br \/>\nsweeps in again from the south<br \/>\nthe trees groaning-<br \/>\na semi-trailer on the escarpment down gears;<br \/>\ngrunting.<\/p>\n<p>It is at this moment<br \/>\nI open my eyes<br \/>\n&amp; realise I am dreaming.<br \/>\nI hear her breathing beside me<br \/>\nin the gasping, contorted gulps<br \/>\nfor air, before she died.<\/p>\n<p>I hold her close-<br \/>\nthe familiar contours of her body<br \/>\netched true.<\/p>\n<p>She says to me, \u2018You should give your beard a trim<br \/>\nI have to live with you\u2019. In her red silk Japanese pyjamas<br \/>\nshe swims towards me, laughing.<\/p>\n<p class=\"style2\">\n<h3>New Dark Ages<\/h3>\n<h5><em><a href=\"http:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/georgeanderson.html\">George Anderson<\/a><\/em>, <a href=\"http:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/archivesjuly2009.html\">July 2009<\/a><\/h5>\n<p>In the new dark ages he<br \/>\nattempts to record an ironic<\/p>\n<p>tribute to the facile<br \/>\nessence of man. A being<\/p>\n<p>who will speculate, throw<br \/>\naway all- even his family.<\/p>\n<p>The momentary ecstasy of<br \/>\nfalling share prices. one<\/p>\n<p>month earlier uptown<br \/>\ndelighted by the critique<\/p>\n<p>of CEO salaries: he is<br \/>\nlucky to be alive- the over<\/p>\n<p>burdened truck, the dodgy<br \/>\nbreaks, the over reliance<\/p>\n<p>on reflex. Mullet\u2019s indolent<br \/>\njoy of circles, his wheel of<\/p>\n<p>logic- the dim white light<br \/>\nfragmenting now-<\/p>\n<p>like falling leaves,<br \/>\non the lit road ahead.<\/p>\n<p>George Anderson lives in North Wollongong, Australia. He edits<br \/>\nthe student print magazine Ephemeral now in its sixth issue. He writes poetry as a way to trace the devolution of his thought. His chapbook \u2018Dancing On Thin Ice\u2019 can be purchased through erbacce-press (UK). His most recent work can be found on The Thin Edge of Stirring, Cause &amp; Effect, Opium Poems, Unlikely Stories 2.0, Lit Chaos, Social Alternatives and many other fine magazines. 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