Mark Butler
Hemingway Prepares
It was good to clean
the weapon
he would use
for his last kill,
when he would bag
the elusive prey
he had stalked
all his life
Mark Butler is still crazy after 68 years of searching for one true sentence.
It was good to clean
the weapon
he would use
for his last kill,
when he would bag
the elusive prey
he had stalked
all his life
Mark Butler is still crazy after 68 years of searching for one true sentence.
It’s grim work
this feeling nothing
when your father dies
40 years after you last
saw him, his turned back
spurning you more familiar
than his face ever would be,
as if you’re mourning
not for him, but for grief,
yet another thing
he denied you.
Born in Sydney 68 years ago, Mark Butler had a varied career in publishing and journalism combined with writing songs, books and poetry, and now contents himself with poetry.