(2016) Like Des Renford’s Swimming
Bursting with energy
like Des Renford’s swimming,
loggerhead and green turtles plunge
plump shells into water,
surfacing for breath, rhythmically
sweeping thick oars through the ocean,
frothing the surface.
Bursting with energy
like Des Renford’s swimming,
loggerhead and green turtles plunge
plump shells into water,
surfacing for breath, rhythmically
sweeping thick oars through the ocean,
frothing the surface.
Outside the plane window
are cotton puff clouds
encircled by ruby orange light.
Sea winds cruise overhead,
Cerulean skies, kicked red by
The bloody sun, recede.
From Cheyne Row’s Roman Church,
Parishioners warm to their annual
Procession, every July 7
Drawn irresistibly to the Tower.
Foul, pock-faced cane toad,
ddddddd-ing diesel-motor monotony,
point blunted, brutal snout –
bone-ridge standing out.
Tree hide-outs,
swings, roundabouts
footie dream weaves
caterpillars in silk cocoons
adhere to sticks, festooned
on glue stuck gum-leaves.
I disagree that dawn
And dusk are the
Supreme parts of day.
On 1 July after twenty years on the Board, I resigned as an independent Director from the Stadium Australia Management Board after the NSW government bought out the management rights for an undisclosed sum.
Speech delivered to the opening session of the 2016 ASFA conference held in the Gold Coast Convention Centre, 9-11 November 2016.
Profile published in FS Super, The Journal of Superannuation Management, Vol. 8, No. 3.