An
old woman in a bathchair
appears
on the lawn
hair
freshly combed
rug
newly straightened.
Her
attendants
relieved
move
away
two
hours future-proofed.
She
is watching the birds
the
impudent birds
blackbird,
thrush
sparrow
looking
for bread
raven,
crow
corvidae
tugging
at rings
waxeye
fantail
grey
warbler
trying
to perch.
The
old woman
stares
straight ahead
eyes
wide in delight
watching
roc
moa
elephant
bird
vast
as the house
she
shared with her mother
when
Father was gone to the war.
They
push at her face with their beaks.
An
old woman. The insolent birds.
Credit note: This poem was first published in my second poetry collection, All Blacks' Kitchen Gardens.
Tim says: There is something lacking from this poem: The Takahe, which I encourage you all to vote for as New Zealand's Bird of the Year 2012.
The Tuesday Poem: Can be found in all its multifarious magnificence on the Tuesday Poem blog.
Thanks, Tim - I especially love the line 'And old woman. The insolent birds.'
ReplyDeleteYou're being a great advocate on behalf of our Takahe - a favourite bird to me, too ; )
Thanks, Claire. I'm up against the big battalions in advocating for the Takahe, so your support is most welcome!
ReplyDelete'an' old woman (apologies - tippy fingers)
ReplyDeleteThis is a new one for me, Tim, but I enjoyed it.
ReplyDeleteGosh, you can be persistent as those 'impudent birds' in your advocacy for the takahe! Which, given the bird managed to survive years after everyone thought it was extinct, seems somehow appropriate.
ReplyDeleteI admired this poem the first time I read it: does the woman really see back that far, to when those birds roamed? What is real, and how is memory different from imagination? A very lovely poem indeed,Tim.
The detail that has gone in to the preparation for sitting down and watching the birds is so measured - hair combed, rug straightened, everything in order. It belies habit. It says to me: get yourself ready, presentable, organised; now: just sit down and watch. Loved it, loved it. Thanks, Tim!
ReplyDeleteI agree with all the comments so far
ReplyDeleteand particularly love the way the list of birds progresses to include
the elephant bird as large as her mother's house. The crossover between imagination and reality is so infinitesimal and you capture it beautifully here.
Thanks, Helen L, Helen M, Penelope and Elizabeth.
ReplyDeleteSome of the poems from my earlier collections stay in the forefront of my mind, particularly those I sometimes perform at readings. Others, like this one, I tend to forget about - so I was rather pleased to see it again myself!
Glad you pulled this one out, Tim, and shared it! This is so lovely - all those birds and the images they bring to mind. Lovely the way you bring their insolence into this with the old woman.
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