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Purakauiti

McGregor is asking me where I come from
The things I remember
have been retructured
and obliterated
But I'm a
determined guy
retrieving magic near Owaka
in Bill and Daphne's car
We'll surf down the sandhill
at Long Point on our bums, and swim
But it's
too cold for that
We go to Dad's farm
The stones I remember in the creek
are the same size
In a shed workshop
Dad's fixing
a wicker chaise lounge...
The larches smell good enough to sauna in
"September in the Rain"
of Dinah Washington
Selwyn, and the Donovan's cat Tiger and meWe savour
being six
The men next door
ploughing
Then going home in their
khaki Bedford
waving.