PAM SCHINDLER

The easterly spell
Blackmans Bay, Tasmania

the bay was pewter, the sky
the bloom on a blue plum

and now, in the wind off the sea,
rain is feathering down like snow

the boat moored inside the headland
is a drag of dark paint in the surging grey

each leaf of the spinning gum
is a silver owl’s face

and at nightfall we almost disappear –
quiet settling among the houses

the moon breathing silver
the rain weaving the air

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Pam Schindler’s work has appeared in Australian print and online magazines and anthologies, and in QPF’s online Panacea Poets readings (2020), and she has published one book of poems, A sky you could fall into (Post Pressed, 2010). Her poem “The Leaving” was recently commended in the WB Yeats Poetry Prize.