Hawkesbury Elemental

By | 1 October 2008
for the Hillbillies 

 

 

Swamp hen, I say, before we choke

& throttle over the mercury

to observe sublimation at work:

mangrove eclipsing to argon.

The tinnie curves like an outfield.

Another drag puts Fred on the floor,

phosphor sluicing in our wake.

Alright, be shit without reflectors.

There's nothing soft about a midnight

tinnie ride. Unless you count

two perfectly executed doughies,

shout-outs to the newly fucked

& the sunken bell of a metal drum

when cables bump off the prop.
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Kate Fagan is Director of the Writing and Society Research Centre at Western Sydney University, where she teaches in literary studies and writing. She is a poet and musician whose third collection, First Light (Giramondo), was short-listed for the Age Book of the Year and NSW Premier’s Literary Awards. She directs The Writing Zone, a mentoring program for emerging writers and arts workers from Greater Western Sydney. Her solo album Diamond Wheel won the National Film and Sound Archive Award for Folk Recording.

https://twz.westernsydney.edu.au

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