shot glass
"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare


Lizz Murphy is an Irish-Australian award winning poet with twelve poetry and anthology titles. Her recent poetry can also be found in journals including Abridged Online (Ire), Aesthetica (UK), Australian Love Poems (Inkerman & Blunt), Cordite, Rabbit, Right Now: Australian Human Rights, Shot Glass (US), Under the Basho (US), The Wonder Book of Poetry. She was Highly Commended in the 2013 Blake Poetry Prize.

Lizz Murphy

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Looking For The Poetry In Bones

I draw my pen like a freshly cleaned beak through my feathers
First the left wing   then the right   And each and every one of the tail
it fans the sun   I am on my high perch this deadened branch
I know she watches me from the bird hide of her dining room window
Her lookout   The glass has become her eye   She thinks I don't know this

I return to perform again my most intimate routines
in her full view   so she can see herself more kindly