




Frankie enjoys being groomed.
Ivor Steven © February 2026





Frankie enjoys being groomed.
Ivor Steven © February 2026
Today’s Throwback Friday poem (originally written in August 2023) is drawn from my upcoming book, Time Hears No Sound. It appears as the first poem in the Tanka section of Chapter 10, Time’s Short Poems: Haiku, Tanka, etc.






I’ve done lots of meandering today, and now I need to have a doggie nap
My Mind Meanders (a Tanka)
On our morning trail
Where beginnings never end
Imagination
Meanders around each bend
Conscious of nature’s haven

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Until Eyes Hear Sound
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Perceptions:
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Tullawalla:
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OR: >> You may email me directly for a signed copy at
ivorrs20@gmail.com … and I can send you a PayPal account,
for the Book, plus Postage.
Ivor Steven © February 2026






While waiting for my CHW article to appear last night, I found myself knee‑deep in “lucky envelopes” for the book‑stall dip — a poet’s version of factory work, complete with midnight muttering and a very patient supervisor. Somewhere between the folding and the stacking, this little whimsy arrived.
The Poet’s Lucky Envelope Humdrum
A poem a day is my way;
print five copies of each without delay.
Do not overflow the out tray –
place the copies in relay,
the next five crossways …
and so on – it’s child’s play.
Fold each foolscap page in half,
then fold again, into quarters.
Any fool can do it!
Open an envelope,
shove in the folded page
(No need for that frustrated rage).
Start a row of five;
put the next five on top …
and so on – it’s child’s play
’til midnight ends the day.
And for the soundtrack to this late‑night humdrum, here’s Leonard Cohen and U2 with Tower of Song — a perfect companion for a poet quietly working under the watchful eye of Frankie.
Ivor Steven © February 2026
The day before Christmas, and as usual, we are traveling to Ballarat for the week to enjoy the festive season with our brother and sister. My brother kindly drove down from Ballarat to pick us up.


Frankie is packed and ready to go … Frankie is in the back seat on the way to Ballarat


Frankie quickly makes himself at home in the bedroom and on the lounge with my brother, Lawrie





Then, after dinner, we go for a pleasant walk up Black Hill.


At the end of the day, Frankie is due for a good night’s sleep
Ivor Steven (c) December 2025
7.00 am, walkies time, and Frankie spots a Rabbit


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8.00 am Breakfast, then a short nap before we go


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9.00 am In the car, ready to go, and the local magpie waves us goodbye


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9.30 am, We are at our Market stall. Frankie is helping me set up shop.


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10.00 am, and we are all set and ready for market opening time


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Frankie seems to have everything under control


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Ivor Steven (c) December 2025
Summer will be here soon, and Frankie was well overdue for a haircut


Frankie, before and after his groom this morning
Ivor Steven (c) November 2025



Market Day with Frankie (a Tanka)
May I pat your dog?
“Yes, watch out! he might lick you,
then he’ll want a treat.”
He gives them that doggie look
Woof, woof, Frankie gets his way
Ivor Steven (c) October 2025
Frankie enjoyed his walkies along the banks of the Barwon River yesterday.






Ivor Steven (c) October 2025



Home sweet home for Frankie
Ivor Steven (c) September 2025






Frankie is “Nine” today, and he has been my owner for exactly 4 years.
Ivor Steven (c) July 2025