Austin Street Revisited everything's still here though on a smaller scale - the driveway not so steep the park not so large the creek not so wide once this suburb was the centre of the universe the land dreamt and created me I walked away blinking into a wider world but I am still here - playing in the park with my siblings avoiding the creek where the pirates lurk escaping the boys from across the road running up the driveway to home Joanne Fisher
This is another older poem that I’ve reworked. It’s more sentimental than the other ones which is probably why I don’t like it as much. Our house at Austin Street was the first house I remember living in (though it wasn’t actually the first). My brother and I visited the place around twenty years later to find it was exactly the same as we remembered it, though everything seemed smaller. Funny that. In these pictures my house was the white one with the pale green roof.
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