Marilyn Humbert
Traces
door ajar— a book of nursery rhymes covered in cobwebs
The creek is swollen with muddy water, currents gnaw at the bank, undercutting earth below the waterline. Rolling seas of knee-high green paddocks are a matted carpet of burrs and thistles. The five-wire boundary fence is sagging, gates hang askew. A rusty red tractor waits near the lean-to shed.
On the wind a faint echo of Mum singing fly me to the moon. My brothers are shadows. Dust overlays my footprints.
father’s voice in the crow’s caw winter chill
About the Author
Marilyn Humbert lives in the Northern suburbs of Sydney NSW Australia. Her tanka and haiku appear internationally in journals and anthologies. She also publishes prize-winning free verse poems.