Death in a Swiss zoo — Mark Wills.
You meet a man for the first time
on the last day of his life.
He asks if you’re keeping busy.
Then he and his ruddy cousin
talk of a sepia Swan Hill, when ‘Cheyenne
started at fifty to one, six shillings to win,
four bob for us, two bob for mum’.
This first collection of poems by Melbourne-based poet Mark Wills is filled with wry observations on the gap between city and bush, the gap between style and substance, and tender reflections on intimacy and family.