The Geologist – Michele Fermanis-Winward

A sideways glance
towards my love,
his eyes intent upon the road
as he reveals our country’s depth
beneath the flow of bitumen.

His stories plot a map
of how the land was formed,
he pans a river in his mind
to list each mineral
broken from the ground.

Slab hut and mullock heap,
the lives of quarrymen,
prospectors after gold,
a seam I mine within his words
before the earth reclaims.