Wednesday, February 19, 2025

Wine diamonds By Julian Thumm


I laze in the lees,

wallow in the wine-diamond silt

That blooms in dregs

At the bottom

Of the bottle


Decanting denied, 

The nutrient earth -- 

blood & bone

& oyster shell --

is where i take root

& send forth

my tremulous tendrils

to bud up the neck

& reach towards

the faintest streak

of blear morning sun





Julian is a fledgling poet from Melbourne, Australia. He studied literature and professional writing and now works as a corporate shill, selling his corrupted pen to the highest bidder. His poetry is an attempt to make sense of a lifetime of bad choices. 




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