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.
the very word currawong in itself is already worth a poem!
ReplyDeletean Aboriginal word for the yellow-eyed crow, not sure of the literal translation.
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ReplyDeletebird makes great noise
ReplyDeletetrying 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
great!
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