Last night, Queensland Poetry Festival 2012 sent a sweet rush of words into the sky… a.rawlings was mesmeric, conjuring wolves and owls, beavers and loons; Robert Adamson sent a shiver through the collective conscious of the audience with readings of Eurydice at Midnight, Clear Water Reckoning and Swimming out with Emmylou Harris; and Holly Throsby, charmed us all and had this Lost Shark singing long into the night… and there’s still two full days to go, and it’s all free! So if you are anywhere nearby, there’s no better place to get your poetry fix.
And last night was extra special, because Ashley, Cindy and I were under the same sky, creating our own magic. So here it is, Friday night, live from Queensland for the very first time!
Let the lights spellbind you,
Standing on the Story Bridge at Dusk
through the sun
i would not
I would put the daffodils
on your hip socket
your temporal lobe
align their healthy green stems
with the lymph nodes of your neck
we would work on the solar system
we would talk transcendental numbers
how much could I carry back unobserved
from death if I thought you ended there