i hear
Bach at
his piano
i hear every
known beauty
and their sadness
in his perfection that
must like those
hands come
to rest
saved only
in the scrawl
along staves
he left in
a drawer for
other centuries
that would need
the measure
of his finger-fall
even more
than his

22 october 2018

Glen Gould interprets Bach’s Partita No. 6 in E-minor

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to Yasunari Kawabata, japanese novelist

Portrait of Kawabata by Armenian-Canadian photographer Yousuf Karsh

you made and lacquered
the mask i wear.

sly craftsman to have
guessed my face ahead.

the wood fits
coldly as snow.

a space of flowers
the breeze had cluttered.

the earth around me,
through the wooden fix

of the eyes, a threshing
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Taurere found

Taurere found

*Te Taurere, or Mt Taylor, a small volcanic cone visible from the other side of the Tamaki estuary where I grew up; it was not ever recognisable to me as volcanic cone or even clearly as a hill from there appearing more as a steep bank of green above the houses surrounding it. It was only these 40 something years later living on this side of the estuary that i first came across it on an unfamiliar road at midnight, and stood before it and climbed it; it seems one of Auckland’s least known volcanic cones outside of its surroundings.

went up
that shadow
in the dark
of the midnight

trod the
my breath
in ascent

the shadow
crested out
in stars
and estuary
glimmer loudening
with far lights

the shore i’d
grown round in
hearing sight
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