Thursday, 29 November 2007
Designed to Skate Across a Sky
albatross at Taiaroa Head
There’s one now, just lifted off
from tousled grass
near the lighthouse. It is larger
than you think, it is the king
of sea-sky blue. In the sun its wings
than the whites of our eyes
lifted up to see it flow, then bank,
shake its pale, spatula feet.
Its wings over us, as broad
as the width of this boat
- outstretched wings sculptured
driftwood - perfect,
unflappable glider wings
designed to skate across a sky
of ice-blue - a sky that etches
on to our eyes the albatross,
then reels it in;
winds it back.
You'd be forgiven for thinking I've just written this poem, given that I am now a guide at the Albatross Centre, but in actual fact I wrote it long before going to work there. My friend C from Britain was over for a holiday and we went on a trip on the Monarch. Seeing these birds soaring above us was such an amazing sight it engendered this poem, which ended up in my first book, 'Feeding the Dogs'.
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