Bora born
The man with orange hair _
Look, there stands an asian man on the sidewalk
pockets in hand, a gentle soft heel toe rock
renders his space; a netherworld of idle
thought creeps in, what to do, his wife's running late.
Such a scene works up on the cairns esplanade
opposite acacia court on a morning
paradise flirts a friendly hello; a pressed
winter sun's sacred warmth seems to roll his mind.
Cropped hair, dyed orange on radical black, signals catch me
if you can from this elder man, who
launches into song with home grown opera
in a tenor voice most people would die for.
- O -
© 29th aug 2015 _ Nhawrr yirrpa
Author's notes and media are here.
pockets in hand, a gentle soft heel toe rock
renders his space; a netherworld of idle
thought creeps in, what to do, his wife's running late.
Such a scene works up on the cairns esplanade
opposite acacia court on a morning
paradise flirts a friendly hello; a pressed
winter sun's sacred warmth seems to roll his mind.
Cropped hair, dyed orange on radical black, signals catch me
if you can from this elder man, who
launches into song with home grown opera
in a tenor voice most people would die for.
- O -
© 29th aug 2015 _ Nhawrr yirrpa
Author's notes and media are here.
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The man with orange hair _
The man with orange hair _
