Abandoned soliloquy by James Walton

Dawn of a new day

Photograph by Ghislain Mary

Abandoned soliloquy
a flotsam head
not quite ashore
treading water     seemingly
speaking ancient Greek or reformed Latin
who would know these days
drifting down a tidal river
to eastern beaches
water like tea
augury symptoms in urine
the lost squid in a rock pool
waiting for the afternoon tow
once hands held out arrival
for our beautiful roles
your ventriloquist’s tongue
in a perfect sentence
you drove the core out
peeled my love in one long threat
the scrutiny of your beak dissecting
no boat can get anchorage
the Antarctic breath colludes
capsizing histories
all along the shipwreck coast
our children      your new young lover
hoping the mast they cling to
has a future where the baggage
intersects a stranger’s journey
these serpent arms
that held your face in compromise
I licked the salt from your inner thighs
strangled ambition for a wanting
so powerful my eyes were burnt out
the estuary pushes
this infection squeezed abroad
one way a new continent
turn about parturient islands arch
hardy shoulders curse the dozen labours 
bent to the task like the trees of Patagonia
 Jim portrait head
James Walton is an Australian poet published in newspapers, and many journals, and anthologies. Short listed twice for the ACU National Literature Prize, a double prize winner in the MPU International Poetry Prize, Specially Commended in The Welsh Poetry Competition – his collection ‘The Leviathan’s Apprentice’ was published in 2015.

You can view more photographs by Ghislain Mary at this link https://www.flickr.com/photos/ghislainmary/


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