And so I kept on walking, finding in a word the future and the past in ever-repeating series bearing a kind of fruit
Into the present. And as I walked, I came to resemble Achilles racing the tortoise, never
overcoming, in the end, a calculus of ever decreasing lengths.
If you want more of this poem, and I know you do, you can find it, along with the other shortlisted and commended entries in the book also titled "Coastlines" which is available from the Hunter Writers Centre. This playful, linguistic richness can also be seen in his poem "A Glass of Water" which can be read and listened to here:
The protean transformation of the couple is handled in a way that is both subtly humorous and moving as we slide between inside and outside, darkness and light, right-side up and upside-down.