Tuesday, 5 July 2011

What Keeps Them




houses on hills

On suburban hills 
under Dunedin's fickle skies
they take whatever is dished out
sitting there like 
bonnets, 
kettles, 


frogs,
 shoes. L
ost or flung 

pieces 
of  Monopoly,

such little eaved things, 
easy 
pickings, 
like apples or 
eggs 
able to be plucked, 
still warm 
from sun or feathers.
What wild joy keeps them.
What kind, engineered 
worlds.

Kay McKenzie Cooke

4 comments:

Claire Beynon said...

Gorgeous, Kay - each and every line. L, C x

Kay McKenzie Cooke said...

Thanks Claire! I didn't realise that an eq. was happening in North Island as I wrote this (with earthquakes and disasters in mind). Spooky or what?

susan t. landry said...

wonderful; perfect images!...(altho the earthquake on & on is not wonderful at all, dear NZ friends).

Kay McKenzie Cooke said...

Susan - Thanks. We are a bit shaky ... always have been mind you, just the two huge Ch'ch ones were devastating and has made us all paranoid (rightly so).

Harbour

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'how this all harbours light'