Frank Prem

Devil in the Wind – listed for pre-order

Well, my second publication - Devil In The Wind - is finally completed in book form and has just been uploaded for pre-order on Amazon. Wonderful, wonderful. Below is an extract from the opening of the collection:

 

oh my darling

the devil is in the wind

crying

roaring

swallowing sound

with every tongue

that licks to taste

the grass and trees

well

we could really only watch

 

it came down the hill

on both sides

and from behind us

 

four ways at once


it speaks

to you

 

it speaks to you

in tongues

my darling

 

the embers

were like an uzi

firing through every crack

 

doors

windows

skylights in the ceiling

 

if you were putting them out

at the top of the door

they swarmed in at the bottom

 

it was like a live thing

 

The collection will be available as an e-book and I am currently inviting/offering advance reading copies of the e-book, in the hope (no obligation) that readers might be prepared to place an honest review of the book on Amazon or Goodreads or any of the other places it might be listed for sale.

Please send me an email if you might be interested. I'd love to have you involved.

 

Want to see the book at the Zon? Check here: 

https://www.amazon.com/dp/097514426X

 

 

I'll leave you with another fire poem. This one from our 2003 fires.

 

Victoria a-flame

 

and now it is Mount Buffalo in the air
I can taste it

 

Victoria is an inferno and the remnants
from an acreage devoured
have shrouded the city
like a foul smelling blanket
that is the remnant of land
of all that is good
gone
black and dying

 

and in the town where I grew
the hills and valleys are alight

 

from the house on Last Street
you can see naked flame
glowing crown-like across tree-tops
red-licking toward sky
bedeviled crimson

 

embers on the rise
float closer
maybe near enough to singe
the cricket pitch
where Zim Evans batted
while I bowled
and I don't think
it can ever be
the way it was

 

my childhood
is on fire

 

it is in the taste
of my air

 

~

Comments1

  • Nicholas Browning

    Wasn't aware you published stuff. As soon as I get three grand together I'll do the same! haha.
    All jokes aside I can't say I relate too much to this. Never seen a wildfire.
    Best of luck with the book, Frank.

    • Frank Prem

      This will be my second, Nicholas. The first was December 2018 - Small Town kid.

      may you always be safe from Wildfires over there. I fear the drying of the world has begun, though.



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