Travelling On a bus, all sleeping or lost in our phones, aware of the driver’s space up ahead: a white sleeve, an arm with a wheel and our fate (one glimpse of his face back reflected, intent, when we went through a tunnel and all else was dark) I’ll have to say thank you to him at the end.
Katherine Spadaro was born in Scotland but has spent most of her life in Australia. She is married with two adult children. Her poems are typically short and focus on some everyday event or feeling; sometimes they have narrowly survived having all the life edited out of them. She is interested in the symbolism and impact of regular experience and how it is connected with spiritual truth.
Amethyst Review 