LANDSCAPES
Marcel Proust
(I) Collingwood
the Magi are imaginable
a poultice for sizzling footpaths
jasmine’s in clusters like jellyfish
or brains over ramshackle wooden
fences – missing pales, missing teeth
sepia light smogs broken warehouse
rooftops, cracks the jade-green eyes
of stray white cats you stalk,
face ringing like a church bell
(II) Clifton Hill
alarming palaver! blue Mary,
grey child OshKosh B’Gosh
buggies, brown and black – they pass,
slow as hearses birds-of-paradise
fly fabulous crests’ molten colours
at the air; I stare and stare the light
of the day is starry, and comes
from the eye of the cardinal mountains
you come out of nowhere
(III) Abbotsford
a shock-haired man rubs lamps
of Technicolor glass graceful
as giraffes, nuns unfurl dark habits
hands rub like papery leaves
in November there’s mayhem
at the manger last winter I witnessed
a froth of hops, like sheep or a crime,
across the water you in white
across the water fire in the sky
Stuart Barnes
http://pool.org.au/users/stuart_barnes
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