David Schaumann, a poet and writer from the hills of Dunedin in the South Island of New Zealand who has recently rediscovered the delight of writing poetry and prose, David has had work accepted by a Takehe, Catalyst, NZ Poetry Society, English in Aotearoa and Shot Glass Journal. He is a founding member of The Ink Pot Collective, teacher, brewer and angler, who squeezes in bursts of writing amongst the hurly burly of the every day.

David Schaumann

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Away

The night road, rain wet,
slick and black as ink.

The slither of wheels
planing on water.

The song, loud, solemn:
'I should live in salt'

The curve of the corner,
the plane of a thigh.

The lights ticking past,
counting backwards.

The welcome:
Cold and black as ink.