Monday, May 19, 2003
Uggg. My brain is muffled by a bad headcold - nice to know that winter is here, and kid-lurgies with it. Probably the excesses of the last few days haven't helped. Thurs night a group of us went to watch the Premiere (ta dada!!) of Matrix reloaded - starting midnight. Unfortunately at 2 am, 25 mins from the end, there was a powercut and the screen went blank. There were a lot of disppointed hospital staff huddled over coffee the next morning, while everybody else threw amused glances at us. Tick in the box of Another Broken Hill Experience. Last night was Matrix Reloaded - reloaded, and must say that it probably wasn't worth sitting thru most of the movie again. What kind of ending was THAT!!!? Apart from that, was up all Sat nite with a sick child, and therefore comatose through most of Sunday.
Have been painting again.
I call this Aue, after the Maori expression of grief and emotion. (it's subtitled Desert Scream).
To show that I now only feel this way some of the time, here's two more poems:
Steps
Yesterday
I touched a final kiss
to your lips incongruously warm
The false rasp
of a ventilator
sounded in your chest
then was silent:
“he is gone”
A chasm split my world,
I swallowed sweet daggers of pain,
and yet the flood
was bottomless.
Today
I stand atop a mountain
unsteady feet trusting my boots
I toss your name
high, to the skies.
It falls back towards me in joyful peals.
Flinders Ranges, 22/4/03
On Devil’s Peak
This place is silent.
Plants meditate serenely
uninterrupted by idle bird-talk
or the clattering toil of insects.
Sunlight sidles slyly
across the rock,
pauses to nuzzle my neck
then pecks at the blue shadows
in the mountains.
Flinders, 22/4/0
Piokiwi 11:08 pm
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