Out of town no streetlight houselight
darkness falls
like liquid licorice spilling.
Only moon bruised moon foxed moon cloud-shredded
soon collapsing back
into black.
An astonishment of stars of constellations such surprises
bird cry star-bright navigation
night migration.
Skittering mouse here small bat quick quick
possum shadowing owl too
boobook.
Dog bark
house here grief of light loud bright
undone night.
Yvonne Deering lives in Central Victoria. She has been a student of Anthropology, English, Education, Art & Design, and Writing & Editing. She has worked as a secretary, secondary teacher, tertiary teacher, cleaner, dishwasher and waitress (in that order). Her writing draws largely on Nature and Place. She has had a smattering of work published including short fiction, non-fiction and poetry.