it’s writing, Jim, but not as we intended…

Ok, so I still haven’t started working on the thesis, but I have fed the chooks, collected the eggs, picked some herbs and enjoyed fresh omelet and coffee for breakfast. I’ve finished unpacking the car, and checked and responded to emails, new twitter followers and deleted the spammers. Not bad, eh?

In the meantime, here’s a poem I wrote during the welcome drinkies at the opening night of King Lear (Bell Shakespeare Co), which took place on the rooftop top terrace at QPAC, overlooking the river and the city skyline.

Oh man –
kind
You wanted the stars
Not in your eyes,
Not in the skies,
But down on the ground
Surrounding you.

And so you built
your towers
And you showered
light around
As bright as dust motes
in the sun;
While the stars in the sky
retreated,
Faded and sank
from sight.