Life by Numbers

 

1. My father walks the sea-edge and is young, as a child is young.

2. My father's voice is hardwood, and timpan drums.

7. My father's eyes are tired.

16. The cyclone clouds hang swollen sheets above.

19. I am afraid.

20. I shall put fear at the bottom of depths the deep blue made.

25. My brothers' arms surround me.

31. We sit on the brim of laughter, an untapped well.

35. The mirror of Ecclesiastes is too unreachable to teach.

40. We climb the Lion light, watch oceans slant and mingle.

42. The air is Gerontion, ageless, filled with promise.

43. We shall live these years unstoppered and unstoppable.

 

Chris Hubbard

Perth 1995.