Saturday, January 14, 2017

Robert Verdon, #418, surprise

Someone banging on my roof
(or nextdoor?)
head out onto the shaded patio, then
into my garden, look up:
there, on the corner, is a yellow-eyed
currawong, trying to break a nut against the
hot tin.
Oh, it’s you!, I cry, as if to someone I know.


  1. the very word currawong in itself is already worth a poem!

  2. an Aboriginal word for the yellow-eyed crow, not sure of the literal translation.

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  4. bird makes great noise
    trying to crack nuts
    in the early morning
    against our tired skulls
    after late night corroboree
    much singing and dancing
    is the literal translation
    of currawong I think


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