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by De Waal

Word hunt

2014/04/16 in Uncategorized

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Hunting us down

Trundle
is a word that can be hunted
as it leaves a trail
of things like slowly turning wheels
that gouge out tracks
in the soil,
creak, squeak
and smell of oil and metal;
which sets us off
on a new track: metal
with its hard face
its cold heart,
the steel blade that contemptuously casts
back all light that is thrown at it,
gold that gives us a buttery smile,
copper that burns with a cold electric fire;
which sets us off on a new chase -
fire: it greedily gulps air
to feed its life
destroying the matter
which makes it live,
it flickers between life and death
and exists only as long
as it can be fed.
Its warmth escapes
and cannot be traced;
some fires are called John,
and some Mary,
some are called you
and one is called me.

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Sound shapes

2014/04/14 in Uncategorized

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A significant sound

Guitar strings twang
to send out elegant sound patterns
into the busy air,
turbulent with the complicated shapes
of human voices,
the chunky sounds
that machines make,
some of them wiry, cutting
into the air lie blades,
the hoarse roar
of a passenger jet
sifting down like sprayed insecticide,
the shattered shapes
of water splashed on a face -
how shall a kind word survive all this?
A word like a dove
sitting in a winter-changing tree
saying softly:
I love.