On seeing the Casino footbridge on the Internet

On seeing the Casino footbridge on the Internet

To trap eels and go bottling for fish in water grass and small rapids above the falls.

here the local was large and the scale of myth just right for a young mind expanding with little moulding beyond simple theology and ornate moral tales.

the poetics of mud and sticks and corrugated tin boats sealed with roadside tar taken on days too hot for no shoes.

wandering as cattle might, the river bank where Gundy children lived outside the laws of school and work time I learned much of the taste of wilded gooseberries from once were farms and stolen paw paws from the Deputy Principal’s yard that abutted a flood tormented rich loam bend where elephant grass and lantana made it easy to hide.

This then is an ode of a child

and then granny died of stroke and comma and a lingering time
gone the tomato vine and passion fruit and choko over the outside dunny
the stable with sulky unused for twenty years and dark places smelling of rusted scythes and sickles and hoes and mattocks and cow dung shovels
before the chicken yard still alive with egg layers and cluckers and a rooster soon for the crazy chase of Easter dinner.

under house another space and memory haunt

front door steps redolent with colour madness of pansies in spring

On seeing the Casino footbridge on the Internet

Keith Russell

Newcastle, Australia

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