Kookaburras are young performing poets or old deafer ones!
Kookaburras sit I the old gum tree !!!!!!!
From: Poetryetc: poetry and poetics [mailto:[log in to unmask]] On
Behalf Of andrew burke
Sent: 09 March 2011 15:06
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Subject: Re: snap: sharing a review
Kookaburras are birds with a call like a maniacal laugh. They look like
kingfishers, only chunkier and without the blue. You could google them. I
have a suspicion they are not native to Australia, but they have certainly
settled here. But, I'm no ornithologist - unless it is about Bird from
Minton's ... ha ha.
On 9 March 2011 21:55, Bob Grumman <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> On 3/9/2011 4:12 AM, andrew burke wrote:
>> Reading aloud
>> to my wife
>> a delightfully academic
>> description of
>> my eco-conscious intent
>> in a simple poem,
>> we laugh
>> like a tree full
>> of kookaburras.
>> Have you had this too? The poem was a cut out from a journal entry about
>> hanging out my washing when I lived in a flat. It was sprinkling that
>> but I knew the little shower wouldn't last, so it was a good idea to grab
>> the communal clothesline when it was empty. Some other flat residents
>> me and looked quizzical. In the poem I noted they were going to an air
>> conditioned cinema in an air conditioned car, whereas I was enjoying
>> rain and would no doubt trail lawn clippings into my laundry (a domestic
>> trivialised version of a great Greek poem about bringing the outdoors
>> and making love wildly in nature) ... The review made a lot out of my
>> intentions, giving the poem much more weight than it really deserved. I'm
>> not complaining - just laughing.
>> What would reviewers do without poets' intentions? How wonderful to
> pretty much never-reviewed me, to read about someone's having a poem
> reviewed, though! Pleasant little poem about what sound like another good
> poem. The tree-image nailed it--even though I have no idea what
> are. I imagined coconuts clattering in a breeze.
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