Tuesday Poem – ‘Out the Back Door’ 9/11 2001

out the back door this morning
it’s pure enzed
green
a trail of cows back from the shed
out the back door

out the back door this morning
the fence wire
rusts
the neighbour starts his truck
out the back door

out the back door this morning
the twin towers of the dairy factory
gleam
the cat spies on pukeko
out the back door

out the back door this morning
a small plane buzzes close
and the sun
explodes in splinters
against the bright metal

out the back door
this morning

(c) Helen McKinlay 2001

NB enzed is an NZeders way of spelling New Zealand…sometimes 🙂

I wasn’t going to post this week but was reminded it was 9/11 today.  The small poem above I wrote shortly after that event. It was a beautiful sunny day. My daughter was home from school and she called me to the television.

Violence is always shocking…no matter who or where.  This was immense and unbelievable!  I went back outside and gazed at the peaceful green fields, groups of houses, bushy hills and mountains, Pukeko  strutting in the garden. And as I watched a small plane did fly above the dairy factory’s twin towers ….Such an immense contrast…I’ll never forget it.

PLease return to the Tuesday Hub Page where Rethabile is this week’s editor with

A Poem for the Innocents by Geoffrey Philp

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