19 June 2009

Today’s Memory Expressed



chicken
shit shovelling
is the ultimate
sanguinity – nothing
comes raw to nostrils
pinched against
adversity as acrid
dust drifting
on straw winds

a year wiles away
before sub judice denial
recompenses;
a year weighs
ardent pungency
of reticence – yet
caustic dust stays
today’s memory
expressed
© 3 April 2009, I. D. Carswell


for the uninitiated - this poem came after the last 
chicken met its demise at supposedly restrained 
neighbour's dog activity. Sure, we live in the out-
back if you want to term it that way - but we're a 
cosmopolitan urbanity in every other sense ...