Author Archives: P. S. Clinen

Across the next month I will be fundraising for White Ribbon Australia – which works towards the prevention of men’s violence against women. From their website: White Ribbon Australia is a part of a global social movement working to eliminate gendered violence. We strive for an Australian society where all women and children are safe.Continue reading “White Ribbon Australia”

Yggdrasil – Her full-bellied wax turned to wane Amygdala – The shattered shale shifting underfoot Holding blackened secrets too much for one to bear Yggdrasil – Her leaves wilt, her roots rot And I only helped in cutting the branches Pruning happiness and throwing it to the pyre Amygdala – While fruit and flower wereContinue reading “Amygdala”

Like the ninth, I watched from outside looking in And flung towards you through Neptune’s cobalt. The seventh, on its side paid little heed On Saturn’s rings I skate and pick up speed And shoot past the pregnant pull of Jupiter To smash through belts of rock and ice Inward now past Mars – theContinue reading “Outer”

Fog of the morning gone by midday Or dreams forgotten on awakening Stand as memories only in a field Of carved totems swiftly been

The decade is done. It was a quiet year for me on the writing front, mostly due to the arrival of my gorgeous little daughter in June. Two kids is insanity! But it is wonderfully rewarding, especially when my 3 year old shows such a vigorous interest in his own books; reading stories to himContinue reading “Christmas Letter 2019”