Tuesday Poem: Another Father – for Peter Hooper.

The small knots

in your gnarled rambling

testament were finest:

Zen whorls

to suck out doubt –

that straw of tiny contradiction.

No Cause!

No Effect!

My skin shivers.

You pipe your feverish bones

to a pitch of ivory flutes.

Bleeding rata will dance to the sea –

the circle

of circles

be motionless.

Jeffrey Paparoa Holman       11.4.1979.

Tuesday Poem


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