Oamaru
Oamaru, rail-head and port
is not really for the jolly.
One could though
catch a glimpse of the Frame girls
gazing into a shop.
Over the streets, the cobble-stones
the post-colonial flows onto
the colonial:
the tragedy
of Janet Frame.
Sunday, November 6, 2011
INTERNATIONAL INTERIOR - My yellow English Coffee Pot
I espresso the coffee
and pour it into
my heated coffee pot
then I pour the coffee in its thick flow
into my Japanese copy
Viennese demi-tasses;
they almost tremble on their tiny saucers.
and pour it into
my heated coffee pot
then I pour the coffee in its thick flow
into my Japanese copy
Viennese demi-tasses;
they almost tremble on their tiny saucers.
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
LANDSCAPE
Middle Harbour: Humid Day
Settled under a yellow-grey film
the headlands wilt towards
their bays,
water as reflective as lead;
something will stir
in the canopy.
Settled under a yellow-grey film
the headlands wilt towards
their bays,
water as reflective as lead;
something will stir
in the canopy.
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