vandiemenspeak
vandiemenspeak
Feb 04, 2018

Life .. still .. game.

(After Gould again)

How odd or even
obvious that we seek
the serene artifice
of a library, easing
our dripping sweat
with its slowed, cooled time

Here we first met,
face to face, I laughed
as I saw you had comically
draped a lithe trout
clumsily over a jar
while a rabbit, hare or
something similar

Fixed me with its
dead live gaze
from that framed place
so far..
Was that you?
in the delicate disproportionate head,
locked in the corpus, looking out
at these generations ahead,

Or did I see the eyes of the living,
In the contorted forms of the dead..?

About This Poem

Last Few Words: Reference: Another observation on one of my favourite convict artists again, poor old Billy Gould, see: https://www.linc.tas.gov.au/allport/Pages/goulds-fish.aspx This place (The Allport museum) is like a little cool haven in the midst of Hobart's stinging heat, on my lunchtime wanderings, I'll often be found in there. He actually did many, many variations of this theme, as you can see here, none of which are actually the on the wall in the Allport museum, where his trout is, to my mind:"comically draped" - see: https://www.google.com.au/search?q=William+Buelow+Gould+Still+life+game&dcr=0&source=lnms&tbm=isch&sa=X&ved=0ahUKEwj8n_XR443ZAhXBTbwKHeVADXMQ_AUICigB&biw=1536&bih=746 Apologies for the massive URL. Chris.

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Tasmania,Australia,Earth,Solar Systems,Milky way,Pint of Guniess, AUS

Favorite Poets: Glen Richards

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