Monday, February 26, 2018

Kit Kelen #12 - 17 Avenue Road -- after Ian Humphreys

12
17 Avenue Road

after Ian Humphrey's 'First Poem'
https://conversationinpoetry.blogspot.com.au/2018/01/ian-humphreys-2-first-poem-in-response.html

So they had the boy baptized, and as they baptized him he plunged into the sea. And immediately when he was in the sea, he took its nature, and swam as well as the best fish that was therein.
-- from Math, son of Mathonwy, in The Mabinogion



I remember the bottle-top
green of the bay
ferry whiff
bounce of a wharf

that was the harbour side
ocean a hill away
the world was quite unmapped
(as I found out later when I ran off)

off to America at an early age
from Balmoral Beach
I would learn to swim on the way

you'd want to get into that water
it's all summer here
the population salted

sidere mens eadem mutato

they kept me quite literally on a leash
how could I have suspected a poem?

clouds and the blue
and everything clearly
splinters in white paint

the tram came down the middle of the road
I was still coming into the world
soon I would write 'A Day at the Beach'

much later, still a lifetime ago
North Narrabeen -- sauterne from a milkshake container
and throwing up in the surf
that was a dizzy experiment!

I do remember things before
goanna alongside, the plumber coming in
without knocking, and winter
burnt my bum on the radiator
don't remember crying
but I must have done

so many things I could and would be

but mum would say
'don't drive in the rain', 'not at night'
'don't sleep over there in the dust and the cold'

it's not what you remember
it's getting back to there

all those fears of some primitive difference
make me who I am
love of rose fingered dawn
(so seldom seen)

it doesn't matter that they've gone
you are what you have always been

the 'green grass' was bamboo

in those days the world went as far as my aunt's
and I hid the lettuce sandwich
in the sand next to the driveway
no one would ever find out

growl more of late
I call that atavism

still the day's not quite washed out
plenty of beaches here

it's only in the mirror you see
the one on the shore who sets out to swim
with the parents still on a leash

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