Blindness

Today’s contribution to poetry month was inspired by nature’s art at PM of NZ.

Blindness, by Donald McDonald is from New Zealand Farm & Station Verse, published by Whitcombe & Tombs.

Blindness

 

I know a man

Who – raving on ‘the view’

Broke with his clumsy feet

A spiderweb,

Starry with dew.

 

– Donald McDonald –

3 Responses to Blindness

  1. pmofnz says:

    Ele, great verse.

    It was the garden spider sunning (her?) legs in the early morning sun that caught my eye as I returned from moving my cows to another paddock. A few minutes either way and like the bloke above, I would have totally missed it.

    And Donald McDonald? Must have been a Yankee cousin of my old man!

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  2. homepaddock says:

    PM – Donald McDonald wasn’t a Yankee. The bio in the book where I found the poem says he was educated at Fielding Ag High, farmed at Ngaroma near Te Awamutu, served in Fiji & Nth Africa in WWII, was taken prisoner at El Alamein and killed in an Italian ship which was topedoed in the Med in 1942 when he was 31.

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  3. pmofnz says:

    Ele, great detail. I was referring to the americanised spelling of the surname which in Gaelic according to my late father should always be MacD.

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