Ein Gedicht von der Mutter meines Freundes nach unserem Kennenlernen in Neuseeland.


von Kay McKenzie Cooke


picking up feathers

You want to make things
– sew a home-made skirt
from my green pinny, make me
a herb garden – which
you achieved on one of our more
windless autumn days,
before you both left, you and my son
pushing the plants you bought
into earth  – corriander,
parsley, mint and one
you didn’t know the English word for

until we got out our English-German
Dictionary, discovered it was rocket
in German, rucula. You make a chain
of daisies for the van, for good luck.
You want to make feather earrings.
You want to see all
of New Zealand. You were eight
when the Wall came down.
You tell me bits
about your childhood
on the Balkan Coast,

about your parents‘ old car
a Trabant. A Trabant? I said,
Funny – my Grandad’s car,
the one he owned
just before he died,
I’m pretty sure was a Trabant.
What colour was your one?
Light blue, you said. I said, Same!
But they were all that colour,
you said, light-blue
and made from paper.

You walk as light as a bird,
as strong as a lion. The morning
my son and you leave in the van,
I heard your voice as if I was hearing
the voice of a daughter and yesterday
while walking, I started picking up feathers
lost by seagulls in the grass
of playing fields. Only two days
away and already
I have forgotten your voice
how it sounds. How kiwi

your German accent is becoming.
For example how you say ‚bed‘
the way you hear us saying it.
„I’m off to bid now. Good-night“,
you say. Ready for you to make
into earrings, I place the feathers,
soft, grey and white,
on a windowsill where they float
weightless, full of the light
and the distance
of a home away from home.

Kay McKenzie Cooke published
‚feeding the dogs‘  – won Jessie McKay Prize for Best First Book of Poetry, 2003

‚made for weather‘
http://www.amazon.com/Made-Weather-Poems-Mckenzie-Cooke/dp/1877372498/ref=sr_1_1/104-1770874-2379112?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1185867668&sr=1-1

blog: „Telling it as it happens …“
http://andbottlewasher.blogspot.co.nz/

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