The Guardian has reported that a poetry installation of Sue Hubbard’s “Eurydice” in the Waterloo underpass has been painted over.
Eurydice
I am not afraid as I descend,
step by step, leaving behind the salt wind
blowing up the corrugated river,
the damp city streets, their sodium glare
of rush-hour headlights pitted with pearls of rain;
for my eyes still reflect the half remembered moon.
Tin of cocoa
Tin of cocoa
Tin of cocoa
All at sea
On a boat
No one land
This alternative Otago University anthem written by Baxter and composed by Lilburn had its first public recital in nearly 65 years at the university earlier this week.
University Song
Among these hills our fathers came
By strength of eye and hand alone
They build: and murmur loud as flame
Their voices from the living stone.
Forget not those whom Scotland bred
Above whose bones our cities stand:
Forget not them! nor the unknown dead
Whose broken veins flow through our land.
From: Just This, Victoria University Press. $25.
Just This
All I can say
is that for me nothing hurts more
than leaving and nothing less than coming home
when a nor’wester’s gusting in the pines
like operatic laughter, and the roadside grasses
From: Nearest and Dearest, Steele Roberts. $20.
LAST POST
First we took Manhattan
then we took Berlin
We sang of free love, Mao and Marx
and nitroglycerin.
From: Writers in Residence and other captive fauna Titus Books
The poet’s eyes are lowered.
There is a pencil on the table
but there is no rubber to erase
the next line which is quite distinct.
By David Geary
tea stained fingers
two cups squeezed from one bag
I am my mother
Recession by Mary Cresswell
From: Nearest and Dearest. Steele Roberts, to be published later this year.
On Lambton Quay the latte drips
from bravely stiffened upper lips
From Moonshot By Harvey Molloy
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