Pa-trick - Jan and the bikie are two different people ... Although I
twig your meaning, sir.
The bleeding of the bulb is the start of a process which ends in
mainline drugs.
Thanks for the feedback to yourself and Caleb.
Andrew
On 18/04/07, Patrick Mc Manus <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> Did get a bit confused here Andrew in the first three lines Jan o
> Jan in a cheesecloth dress
> a bikie on his Harley with a club foot and torn leathers
>
> a bloke in a dress??does not sound like America??
> What is the bleed here from the bulb is that to do with poppies or bikes
> Best your ignoranter friend Patrick
>
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> Subject: pseudo-snap: Quininup
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> today I remember the smell of opium poppy by the rough hewn house
> Jan in a cheesecloth dress
> a bikie on his Harley with a club foot and torn leathers
> I was a young blade
> escaping the air-conditioned city
> the morning sun shone through Jan's skirt
> the bikie scuffed the dirt with his well-heeled boot
> today the Bamboo Curtain parts and I'm in China
> the USA occupation of Iraq continues
> in the People's Republic news settles behind closed doors
> and the handicapped fend for themselves
> the poppy bulb bobbles in the breeze
> here smog fills the daily news of Western conversation
> war and peace, black and white, sweet and sour
> Jan bends to place her daughter down
> two nipples make their point in the morning sun
> five bikies idling off the beaten track
> jarrah forest curtains the wooden shack
> we remain pleasant but not encouraging
> my toddler son shields his face from the sun and stares
> Greg holds his enfant daughter on his hip and talks
> Jan shifts her shadow puppet legs
> a hog roars
> and the faithful stand and kick their engines into life
> in our relief we wave too long
> now Jan lifts Melissa into the air
> and whirls about singing 'Wheeeee!'
> dust settles on the track
> Greg bends down with a razor blade to the poppy
> and says to me 'Watch this'
> I drop to my haunches beside him
> he cuts in fine downward strokes
> close together and the bulb bleeds
> he has a little plastic cup in his hand
> 'in case I need it' he says
> the bleed is weeping in the sun
> I stand and look toward his handmade house
> Jan waves a pot out the doorway: 'Coffee?'
>
>
>
> I say 'pseudo' because I've been working on it for a couple of days,
> so it is not a true snap, and I still haven't settled on a 'final'
> version, so I would like your feedback.
>
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