out of nowhere
a swollen wash of silt and logs
moving but still
as if the noun
were a single thing.
fully dimensional like air
things in it occupy
their particular place
as it bangs into farmhouses
bridges and fields.
eucalypt limbs catch and release
morning glory vines spiralling
dead leaves live again spinning
white roots probe down
in the loose loam, the rot.
a black snake head held erect
as body scythes across,
a roo swimming, a drowned angus,
table legs a tangle of fencing wire
how many times have we rebuilt these levees
paid and paid
for geotech backhoe and dozer crews
pounded foundations further
into the friable stone?
so we pull together again
sandbags, trailers down driveways
lifting the tv into the ceiling
watching by torchlight
at our doorstep.
Image: Floods at Grafton, NSW 11 March 1890, c/- State Library of NSW Flickr
A set of six gogyohka (5 lines, any syllable count) for Dverse where Frank is celebrating the 5-line Japanese Poetic forms.
And appropriately, here’s Take 5 from Dave Brubeck and his band back in 1964 (who says I don’t move with the times, you cats?)