We were walking to Elephant Rock
and after rain, the sand was dimpled like Braille
The irresponsibility of poetry was on my mind –
that’s how he’d put it
Not far out, a pod of humpbacks
was breaching and lunging
and we stopped,
sat on barnacled rocks,
talked of the whales’ long swim south
following currents to feed
Poetry is a chance to grow
a different way:
it’s journeys that matter.
Copyright © Jane Frank 2015
Jane Frank’s poems have appeared in Australian Poetry Journal, Writ, Uneven Floor, Yellow Chair Review, Antiphon, The Lake and elsewhere in Australia and the UK. Jane teaches a range of writing disciplines at Griffith University in both Brisbane and on the Gold Coast in south east Queensland.