Musing:
From On Home Beaches by Les Murray
"Back, in my fifties, fatter than I was then,
I step on the sand, belch down slight horror to walk
a wincing pit edge, waiting for the pistol shot
laughter."
From On Home Beaches by Les Murray
"Back, in my fifties, fatter than I was then,
I step on the sand, belch down slight horror to walk
a wincing pit edge, waiting for the pistol shot
laughter."
He's a wonderful poet, but the black dog does torment the man. He distils essence in a similar way to Tim Winton.
ReplyDeleteThat is a wonderful pink - not cherry; it would have to be hot pink, I suspect.
Wonderful detail - focusing on the reflection really adds another layer to this scene.
ReplyDeleteTo me, the sand turns the pink to almost a coral.
I detect a comfort... that's it! A COMFORT that is starting to creep in away from the bush!
ReplyDeleteAnd I'm with Julie, you can quote Tim and Les all day.
Sunshine Coast Daily - Australia
I'm not familiar with the poet but very familiar with the sentiment... although, I looked forward to middle-age and the way it has of leveling the playing field, as it were.
ReplyDeleteLove the pink.
PJ, Les Murray is a contemporary Australian poet but does have an international reputation
ReplyDeletePete, not so sure about comfort yet but I agree I progressed a lot this year. Have learnt from looking at the work of others.
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