A favourite photo and an unrelated haiku: This little ‘Paper Daisy’ sits on Logan’s Ridge of Mt Barney. I had to scramble out precariously to take the shot (like I didn’t enjoy doing that) professional nature photog style. In the background are Mt Ernest and the ‘wedding cake’ shaped cliffs of Mt Lindsay on the QLD/NSW border. I love living here.
I’m never sure if I should post poems like this. I wrote it Tuesday. It was Isaiah’s birthday, he would have turned three. I found myself thinking about MY loss and not really about him. Then snapping out of it, I again realised how ridiculous the process of grief can be and where the mind wanders. A psychologist told me that if the model of Adam and Eve in a perfect garden (all perfectly created) is our origin then we were never created for grief. We weren’t given the proper capacity to handle loss very well. Perhaps that is why it is so awkward and painfully emotional. Scribbling the emotions down has certainly helped the process of grieving for me and I hope you don’t mind me sharing it.
Brisbane’s Ekka is here again. The city folk line up to taste the country. The country folk suppress their smirks at city folk standing in wet cattle dung on the pavilion floors. Dagwood dogs, fairy floss, show-bags, sheep shearing, live lamb births, children milking cows… ahhhhhhh. Here are a couple of senryu from our Monday visit and also a link to great Ekka Haiku by Brisbane poet Graham Nunn here: Ekka Daze . Love it.