Black Stump Blues pt. II – Further

In just over a week I am heading out west to Blackall again with Hinemoana Baker (2009 Arts QLD Poet-in-Residence)… I was fortunate enough to have a two week residency out there last year and ever since leaving I have had the ache to return. The country really gets under your skin…

Here’s part II of the poem I wrote during my residency. I posted part I, Beyond back in April this year for those who want to go back and check it out.

Can’t wait to see what writing comes out of this year’s trip…

 

Further

 

rise early
to catch mail run
ninety kilometres
of dusty
road deeper
into nowhere

 

dry earth marked
by dot-dash tracks
of roos catches
morning sun
redder still
against stubble
of gidyea trees

 

the eye travels
into clear sky
broken by flight
and glide
of kite hawk

 

bleached skull
parches throat
and lips crack
to draw breath

 

disturb wedgetail
at breakfast
unimpressed
he looks down
his beak
and struts off
in feathered
trousers

 

pull in
to Isis Downs
discover beauty
in drought-stricken
bones of sheep

 

feet search out
loose boards
in shearing shed
overwhelmed
with weather-beaten
music of this place

 

the horizon level
through three hundred
and sixty degree sweep
you can see
the whole universe
from here

 

two hundred
metres down
Dardanelles Rd
I question
its existence

 

shudder over
cattle grid
Springlea Station
a gate
away

 

step out into heat
working dog stops
mid-bark
to greet me

 

galahs squabble
in what remains
of shade
while shearers
watch the clock
three more sheep
’til smoko

 

in the pens
sawmill buzz
of flies
around
the lame beast

 

wind blows
quickly through me
and tumbleweed
lodges a moment
by a fencepost
then is gone

 

you are the river
following floodlines
and I this
naked stretch
of land

 

eyes follow
crow-wise
the road home
words swim
along parallel
lines and blur
into horizon

 

return to Blackall
for coffee
and cold shower
drive these stories
into my veins

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3 responses to “Black Stump Blues pt. II – Further

  1. Say hello to the sunburnt countryside for me Graham… you know if you ever want a place to write out west, my folks would be more than happy to have you.

    Mel

  2. Pingback: Black Stump Blues pt. III – Arrival « Another Lost Shark

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