Kia ora koutou, here’s one of the poems I wrote earlier in the year when I did an online poetry course with the fabulous Lynn Davidson. I did a year long poetry course at Whitireia, Lynn as tutor, some years ago, before I came to live in Otaki, so it was great to work with her again. Like all good teachers she has the knack of stimulating and encouraging her students to just leap in and do it. Each and every student is different so how we interpret a teacher’s words is entirely individual and no two students are the same or react in the same way. This poem is one that came out of left field from something Lynn said and I thank her for that.
If I call you
If I call you will you come?
When he lifts the knotty stick
makes that shadow on the wall
and I whisper to my phone
will you come?
If I call you will you come?
in the middle of the park
silent footsteps by the stand
and I whisper to my phone
will you come?
If I call you will you come?
when a car slides to a stop
door opens – two step out
and I whisper to my phone
will you come?
If I walk into the river
water shushing at my shoes
shadows thick around the willows
and I do not have a phone
will you come?
Renée
