Tasanee Hermans

Tasanee Hermans Sep 2010

One upon a time, there was
a meeting of the minds,
A hot frisson of hunger;
an electric tingle down the spine.

Of course, we've had insulation put in since then. It's practically paid for itself already, hasn't it darling?

Tasanee Hermans Sep 2010

Somerset St, 2:34am

There is a reckless quality to Street
bathed in street-
light, hiding shadows

In plane sight angles shift
behind other angles, deliberately Obtuse
as if to say 'Here I am!'

Here I am

Not
(look again)

Tasanee Hermans Sep 2010

A Tragedy of the Classical Sort

There is a tapping on the glass
of windows closed against the night
A morse-encoded love-affair
between a moth
and the fluorescent light

Tasanee Hermans Sep 2010

Another Jacaranda Summer

Jacarandas explode into purple
in empty streets
at dusk.

They feel the heat like I feel it
and I wish I could cover myself in flowers
like they do

because they love this town
like I love you

Quietly,

and with flowers.

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