Ordinary time / Anna Livesey.
Material type:
TextPublisher: Wellington, New Zealand : Victoria University Press, 2017Copyright date: ©2017Description: 55 pages ; 21 cmContent type: - text
- unmediated
- volume
- 9781776561605
- 1776561600
- PR9639.4.L58 O73 2017
| Item type | Current library | Collection | Call number | Status | Date due | Barcode | Item holds |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| Non-Fiction | Davis (Central) Library Non-Fiction (NEST) | Non-Fiction (NEST) | 821 LIV | Available | T00630802 |
Enhanced descriptions from Syndetics:
Peter Singer says we are all equally valuable and I believe him. This means I should do more, that the care of one small bundle (never mind that it is my bundle) is insufficient--even if this is what I am fitted to do. Across the road two magnolias, one pink, one white. In the days since we came home I've watched their stark flower-spiked branches soften and go pastoral--the green leaves of ordinary time climbing out of the wood. The thing is, there isn't any indefinite 'later': childhood, adolescence, adulthood. Then, God willing, I'll be wearing out. Already as I lay this down I see you as the reader. I think: A decorative mind isn't much of an inheritance; and One day there'll be no book of mine left on the earth. Having started as a poet I suppose any contribution is a positive mark on the ledger. --"Ordinary Time"
Poems.
"Peter Singer says we are all equally valuable and I believe him. This means I should do more, that the care of one small bundle (never mind that it is my bundle) is insufficient—even if this is what I am fitted to do. Across the road two magnolias, one pink, one white. In the days since we came home I’ve watched their stark flower-spiked branches soften and go pastoral—the green leaves of ordinary time climbing out of the wood. The thing is, there isn’t any indefinite ‘later’: childhood, adolescence, adulthood. Then, God willing, I’ll be wearing out. Already as I lay this down I see you as the reader. I think: A decorative mind isn’t much of an inheritance; and One day there’ll be no book of mine left on the earth. Having started as a poet I suppose any contribution is a positive mark on the ledger."