Under a thin crescent moon, I walk the mangroves with my friend
At dusk. A single heron stalks the flats, and bats stream above
The river into town. After years, at last, my heart’s at peace.

Mark’s fourth collection, Walking Underwater, is now out, from Pitt Street Poetry, publishers of Fire Diary (2010) and Bluewren Cantos (2013).

Named for the poem that won the Montreal Prize in 2011, Walking Underwater is a catchment of Mark’s poetry written in a wide range of forms, long and short, over the past six years: gardens of words, forests of phrase, rivers, loves, griefs, birds, fires, pastorals, plaints, epiphanies, elegies, and odes.