m.t. whitington


A force majeure, female catalyst, futurist, polemicist, psychonaut, epistemologist. Ruminating between the lines with a clarion call and extreme unction.  A global writer with southern roots.


silver fern for lilacs

silver fern for lilacs


key takeaway– less is the new more,

more of the new less sitting on the floor.


takeaway key– oceans are greening

the loss of blueness in the time of lilacs


...and preening.


beautiful Sydney in solidarity

projects the silver fern on her opera house.


power wears the mask of tragedy!

kiwis show us the path attached to the land


as the white underside reflects the moonlight

mixed in hardy arms of the lilac Lady Nugent,


her haunting scent of cuttings from native tumult.

Ardern renders to the Garden of Eden, dons a hijab

(don and hajib)


variant cry forest of Arden, praise the Enoch Arden

divorcing from guns of destructions –of beautiful cities


...a first love,


a black fern game,

naming every victim. cast out a campaign of Dardanelles,

speak not twisted manifesto names, repeat not Gallipoli out loud,


just embrace the national consciousness of ANZAC yearlong,

silver fern for lilacs…forever living in the land of the long white cloud.

plastic bag trees

plastic bag trees

The Latecomer

The Latecomer