HEMISPHERES
It is wet in Wellington
The kiss-curl on Dorsey’s forehead
now clockwise instead of counter
points to the other frontal lobe
As to what
is happening within
still dark continents to me
HEMISPHERES
It is wet in Wellington
The kiss-curl on Dorsey’s forehead
now clockwise instead of counter
points to the other frontal lobe
As to what
is happening within
still dark continents to me
WAIRARAPA
The road
from Wellington
up into the Wairarapa
is a steep and winding road
through green as green as Irish envy
If you keep your eye
on the center line of the road
your breakfast may stay where you put it
If you look down
along the cliffs and crags
all the hardness wrapped in soft
to count the valley cows and sheep
your stomach will forgive you
tomorrow or the next day or the next
and you will always have today