Landscape for Breakfast – poem by David Eggleton
Landscape for Breakfast
Moths in brocade wing it to darkness;
dawn flames from tabernacles of stars;
gold crosses of grass glimmer, meshed by frost.
Shadows trickle down crevices sheep cross;
the breeze that blows gnaws the sweet sap.
Bulls sacrificed on freezing works’ hooks skid
to oblivion, and day’s melody trembles
amid bellow, bleat, and risen hawk’s cry.
The Hawkduns’ dry tussock fluffs with snow;
years come on like a far-off avalanche.
Above glints of fencewire and cobweb strands,
the sky is a wide-trayed ute, loaded down
with wool skerricks, lambs’ tails, fleeces piled shorn,
headed on through the back-country coastwards.
Sun’s pulse on gecko-jewelled stone knuckles —
a geology sculpted into fists,
waters weave and unweave down gorges —
the poem of land brings itself forth:
englobed in shine like pounamu,
and ranged across the breadth of Otago;
with taste of roadside dust and hay stalks crushed,
with buildings that scrabble, dig for purchase,
with windmill vanes that sing power-line songs,
as the wind draws back coverlets of leaves,
and troughs pressure eye-knots of weather.
The sea blossoms green salt from fathoms,
its heaving forest enclosing a storm
to roar to hot earth’s core, and dine on foam.
This poem by David Eggleton appears in The Kiwi Diary 2014. The Kiwi Diary is designed to celebrate Kiwi culture and creativity – it is equal parts diary, cultural almanac, art gallery, poetry collection, recipe book, and intelligent magazine. Over 80 carefully-curated contributors including chefs, poets, artists, writers, photographers and influencers share their creativity and ideas, bringing you new inspiration for 365 days of 2014. The Kiwi Diary 2014 is practical, beautiful and smart, you’ll love its celebration of the place we call home, and it’s the perfect postal gift for overseas friends.
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