off newcastle
the seafarers prayer
Posts from the ‘Newcastle’ Category
Oct 11
the left just up from winda woppa, a recipe, a breakfast. trawlermen.
Then they all disappeared over the dunes for every hour of sunlight that the sky allowed them. Away to the distance, that curved sweep of trackless beach.
sons of gallipoli
We travel through the landscape like a man stamping through an empty house of fragile windowed walls
swimming laps and watching waves
Thirty tankers stuck in a twenty-day queue, each crewed by about twenty Filipinos and Malays, some of them wholly addicted and fully prescribed to pornography and boredom, all of them living together in the festered and tubercular damp of old rusted cabins.
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