A Hundred Gourds 2:3 June 2013
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Owen Bullock - New Zealand


imagining my pain
in the dead

a thrush
flaps in a dust bath –
middle of the road

Around the bach, nikau fronds interlace. I sight bushwarblers, a bellbird and tui and hear kaka sqraaking. In the hedge by the lookout, manuka are flowering, its small, white, star-shaped petals glisten on this bright but intensely cold day. A gannet sheers away from the island below.

Two kereru alight in front of me. They stay in the tree a while. Eventually, one takes off and the other follows. A bellbird’s chiming call sounds out. In other regions it has a different song, though with the same four notes.

The sea suspires between rocks. A fishing boat moves into place. The white head of a female paradise duck drifts on the lagoon.

collecting sticks
the crack
through the bush

Coromandel beach
an oystercatcher rests
on one leg

pukeko – swamp hen
bach – New Zealand holiday cottage
nikau – a native palm
kaka – a native parrot
kereru – woodpigeon


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