A- A A+

Spider shiver

Anne Elvey |  18 June 2017


Selected poems



Think back from the future of a bat



by grace


beyond your range

as you hang


with leathered






by gravity



to bone

at night


your skin darker

than sky







to build the bless

of a soul spun

in curled leaf

left since autumn

dry on the stem


(another is unstamped in the box

beneath the latest literary magazine)


my fingers

tentatively test it

for spinners and

for silk that

shivers with prey





Fresh and salt


A grey annunciation

of polished sky —


                           its steel

& the bay

               — that intercept


of rain

on adolescent sweat.



Anne ElveyAnne Elvey’s recent poetry publications include Kin and This Flesh That You Know. White on White is forthcoming from Cordite Books. Anne is managing editor of Plumwood Mountain and chief editor with Melbourne Poets Union. She holds honorary appointments at Monash University and University of Divinity where she is a member of the Centre for Research in Religion and Social Policy.



Comments should be short, respectful and on topic. Email is requested for identification purposes only.

Word Count: 0 (please limit to 200)

Submitted comments


Mary Tehan 20 June 2017

Beautiful poetry, Anne !!

Bernadine Kelly 21 June 2017

How a few lovely well-chosen words can spin such magic. Thank you, Anne!

Allan Padgett 22 June 2017

Thank you Mary and Bernadette.

Anne 22 June 2017

Thank you Allan. That's very kind.

Anne 23 June 2017

Similar articles

My hospital visit

Isabella Fels | 26 June 2017

Woman in hospital roomLying here in this hole, I try to feel whole, trying to do as I am told, making a few bold moves, as I swing out of bed, and hang onto my mobility devices - which I am getting the hang of, almost like learning how to drive a car - and showing lots of drive. In bed, not even well read, just eating bread, staring right ahead. As you help me pack up my things I no longer feel stuck in the same place, falling steadily in many different ways, no longer feeling the sun's rays ...

Our addiction to connection is centuries old

Sarah Klenbort | 15 June 2017

Posting It: the Victorian Revolution in Letter WritingOn a recent tour of Vaucluse House in Sydney's east, I couldn't help but notice, in every bedroom, a writing desk. I imagined Sarah Wentworth scribbling away with inkpot and pen 180 years ago. I wonder if the Wentworths went straight to their writing desks first thing in the morning, the way some people check their phones? The desire to receive news from someone somewhere else is century's old. In 1850 Tasmania had 11 newspapers, for a population of 70,000.

The story of the dog who wouldn't be ours

Catherine Marshall | 15 June 2017

DogsIt was humiliating, being refused adoption at an animal shelter. But it was worse knowing, in the ensuing months, that there was a little dog out there, and lots more besides him, who was being withheld from a genuinely loving family simply because they had failed to meet unreasonable demands. We tried to find a suitable dog at other shelters, but the pickings were slim. And so we did the very thing the shelter that had refused our application railed against: we bought a puppy from a pet shop.

Nearly knowing John Clarke

Brian Matthews | 13 June 2017

John Clarke and Brian DaweOne of the 30 comedians, satirists, cartoonists and writers they interviewed was John Clarke. 'I first met John Clarke five years ago,' Murray recalls in his 1992 introduction to the interview, 'even though we grew up in the same town in New Zealand and for a while went to the same school. My claim to fame is that I nearly knew John Clarke. Recently when we looked though his school photos we realised that we knew every kid in Palmerston North in 1960 except each other.'

Three aspects of Australian racism

1 Comment
P. S. Cottier | 12 June 2017

Prisoner in hood at Don DaleIt involves hoods, but less KKK than DDD - Don Dale Detention where the kids wear the hoods in a stunning display of regressive taxation. 2. Outsourcing pain to poorer places which we pay to exercise contempt on our behalf - washing red hands in the convenient sea. Who needs a wall? 3. Protecting Islamic women by shouting at them on streets for wearing religious freedom.