Scones bake
Dogs scratch fleas
Shepherds chew grass
While Mona writes
A River Rules My Life
We New Zealand men have a grindingly dull crippling stereotype of writing/living
But I’ve
woken up
When Mike says but let’s not get hysterical
I’m saying
Stop quoting Fred Dagg at me
I’ll bash your balls in
and never speak to you again
Before I race off to Victoria
and my invisible job with Janet
I’m seeing
The only way to make something special
of life
is to grab it while it’s happening
And what gives the writing of women like
Mona its freshness, is they didn’t have
time to read up how people should write.
1976 acrylic on cardboard 640 x 930 mm