Thursday, June 16, 2011

new terrains

(for Gail 1957 - 2011)

adventurista, outdoor child, sunburned laugh
you
at the helm of your truck
that you rode
chariot-like
from (& to) those great places  ...

is a pillar stronger  
for being set
on two wheels?
        ... perpetual rotations of family; circles of love
        ... the continua of the comradely spirit
on the gravel road
cycling along, the
pleasures and exertions
of the circular world
within

children,  always there
in the comfort & velvet & lived-in texture  
of the hearth(s)
kids always around
on the edges
huddling, talking, playing, evaluating
forming new centres
& we the knots of restlessness
in the corner of the eye

kids ... prime in space & time & new dimensions
kids leaning comfortably
on the pivot

debates & conversations, gritty and spirited
the chatter ...
at food-laden tables;
 intently, eyes & laugher
       peeling away the stories
       of schools, book clubs & holiday places
eyes & words      
       tugging at
       the tangled tendrils
      of government policies

we, observed by drinking glasses
the rims
moistened by
the last drops of wine

ah, water-diver
lead us
from Lindani/Welkom/Sakatia
to
 the bluegreen beyond, to
 new & pink-streaked worlds 

to new terrains, just up ahead ...

Frank Andrew

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