A Selection from the Catchfire Press book...

'BACKYARD COSMOS:
New and Selected Poems'
by Robin Loftus

Blokes

Smoko.
They lounge against the fence
legs sprawled across the footpath–
dirty scuffed boots
stubbies bulging
arms bronzed–
heads on necks thick as trees
grow from their navy Bond's athletics.
A girl spike-haired, blonded,
styled like a wet Aussie sheep
is lewdly chiacked as she tittups by.
Smoko.
They guffaw abd punch each other's arms,
showing off, real tough,
push back their battered Akubras
then fall oddly silent.
Taking long drags on their rollies
they watch the blue smoke drift
away to the mountains–
heroes
they're riding fine bay stallions
like the man in the Marlboro ad.

© Robin Loftus

kicking the kitchen blues

this is no time
to stay surly in the kitchen
leave the spuds
to their own spuddish devices
let the carrots and broccoli sulk.
come to the edge
of the balcony
                   love
                   breathe with me
                   listen
                                       to the night.
           

© Robin Loftus

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