Outside the ward, nurses and doctors
hold X-rays to the sky. The day turns

cold and blue. Bones rise to the surface of film
the colour of canal water. A crescent sun

lights up fractures: compact, spiral, greenstick,
simple and oblique. The moon is a coin in the neck

of a femur, a shadow on the skull of a window cleaner
who missed a rung. The black ball slips

from arthritic fingers
and through a doorman’s jaw.


From The Great Animator.

First published in Ambit, summer 2015.
Art work by Stane Jagodic. Solar Eclipse, 1972  


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