What kind of poetry will be written here? (Oakleigh)
What kind of poetry will be written here?
Watching a doco about Laurel County in the 60s
And the bucolic spirit
That fed that paradisical music
& here am I next to a freeway
Pejorative ‘heroes’ revving their V8 turbos
And modified Harleys
& my soul in the next room
Or the very same room
Back in the 3rd World of NOISE
How good is my imagination?
A moment’s silence at 1am
Recollected without tranquility
As the respite is shattered
15 seconds later by the lights changing
& the engines accelerate violently
But the mountains are there
The forests
If you’re patient you can hear them through the cock-made
maelstrom
There, a few birds stir from their slumbers
& utter a night song – a few notes
The breeze caresses the leaves
The stars are bright tonight
It’s a clear night
The moon is half way round
The ground is soft
For the wallabies who are safe to journey
If you go outside your hut
To take a nighttime leak
They’ll check you out
But when they hear the sound of your water
They relax
& utter a barely perceptible wallaby laugh
“Oh, you’re one of us after all”
…
©Malachi Doyle 2023.
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