(i)
it happened:
two days of brown drowning
imagine the loss
to see one’s self disappearing
in this gelatinous top-slide
from our known Earth
our limbs, without leverage
prove fragile as seaweed
how inexorably we tunnel in
with every writhe and struggle
and the inkling cold
oozing, wet and tentacled
against brittle ribs
(ii)
he’s in all the betweens
of sheets and beeps and neverland
attached to
renaissance tubes
their whims and
plastic puffing
a child, beside him
pushes a lolly pop
like pride into his hand
whispers
“Wow GeeGee!
I wanna rescue tractors
when I’m a hundred!”
Wow… this is brilliant Worms.
My neighbour nearly lost a horse stuck in mud a couple of years when we were in drought and her dam dried up to just black mud. Now everything is full and saturated and last week she had to tow her written-off car home with her tractor after the creek rose and took it. And we’ve got more flooding coming on Sunday. 😦
Lovely image of the lollipop like pride.
Thanks Kate. I remember you telling me the story of the horse. You don’t think of still mud (as opposed to a landslide) as so lethal. Or at least I don’t. Probably because i haven’t lived in the country.
appropriate for cop.
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Sorry. Not sure I understand this.
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cop26? 27? 55? Doesn’t much matter which one. Doesn’t much matter which, they’re all talk and no action.
Seriously, COP27 is currently going on in Egypt.
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Yes. I knew it was going on. I don’t know details though. Did you mean it as a metaphor? We’re all stuck in the mud?
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no I meant it more literally. As in, we sit talking about it while it is happening all around us.
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My dad had to dig his backhoe out of a muddy field once. He never tried ignoring mud *ever* again. Is this a real story?
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Mostly. The title links to the article. I need to make that clearer.
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I read it on my phone, so I missed that.
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Wow… this is brilliant Worms.
My neighbour nearly lost a horse stuck in mud a couple of years when we were in drought and her dam dried up to just black mud. Now everything is full and saturated and last week she had to tow her written-off car home with her tractor after the creek rose and took it. And we’ve got more flooding coming on Sunday. 😦
Lovely image of the lollipop like pride.
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Thanks Kate. I remember you telling me the story of the horse. You don’t think of still mud (as opposed to a landslide) as so lethal. Or at least I don’t. Probably because i haven’t lived in the country.
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