Ion Corcos

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A New Garden

How can I help you
take the dandelions, the grass,     

out of the bricks,
bring the morning, the river

into your eyes,
turn the day, the clouds

into a place to sit?

Winter Stone

The forecast predicts a storm, destructive winds,
fallen trees. Gulls fly over slate rooftops,
settle on antennas. The morning sky starts blue, then turns low;
I decide we will go into Hull, as planned.

A man sits on winter stone under the awning of a coffee shop,
wings hover over chips on the ground, light rain.
When I tell a local that we are going to Withernsea,
he tells us of other places – the moors, fish towns,

and York. As light diminishes, we trudge a sodden path,
quarry names for the birds along the river.  

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Ion Corcos was born in Sydney, Australia in 1969. He has been published in Cordite, Meanjin, Westerly, Plumwood Mountain, Southword, Wild Court, riddlebird, and other journals. Ion is a nature lover and a supporter of animal rights. He is the author of A Spoon of Honey (Flutter Press, 2018).