And now, a bit of a rant – ‘figuring tomorrow’

figuring tomorrow

there are things worth
saving in this
land of split milk,
this land like a Ron Cobb cartoon
come to life
in all its charred glory
of fear, hurt, displacement
and election

there are things worth a second
look, things other than celebrities
and their ghost-written
biographical
breakdowns,
spectacular in their public
nature, especially when
repeated
with a ticket stub
or an internet connection

there is more to crime
than vicariously
pawing through the homes
and possessions of victims,
courtesy of TV’s
macho-model cop
or the training-wheel-Einsteins
with their gadgets
for a better tomorrow today

there is more to tomorrow (I hope) than
constant pictures
of the incredibly short-sighted frowns
from politicians who had
no idea that natural resources
were limited
or that drought could mean
a decade without rain,
politicians who couldn’t bear to
take steps years before
when the 1914 wheat crops failed
or when the Darling dried up for a year
or even earlier…

there is more to tomorrow
than the hostile take-over
of public space
by the ‘I’ generation,
with their digital pools
gazed into
most lovingly, most tellingly
lonely
and mostly
sick for the feel of skin
on skin

yep, there is more to tomorrow
and it’s even better than
arguing about the didactic
nature of this poem

it’s even better than Red Clay live,
as Hubbard, Turrentine & Cobham
egg each other on,
even better than seeing
The Return and simply being gutted,
because you know what it’s like
for a boy to love his father

better to take a minute
for yourself, and figure out tomorrow,
sit and watch as the butterfly
zigzags through the garden,
until it finally decides on a place to settle,
and folds its wings
in a slow prayer of dust.

figuring tomorrow

there are things worth

saving in this

land of split milk,

this land like a Ron Cobb cartoon

come to life

in all its charred glory

of fear, hurt, displacement

and election

there are things worth a second

look, things other than celebrities

and their ghost-written

biographical

breakdowns,

spectacular in their public

nature, especially when

repeated

with a ticket stub

or an internet connection

there is more to crime

than vicariously

pawing through the homes

and possessions of victims,

courtesy of TV’s

macho-model cop

or the training-wheel-Einsteins

with their gadgets

for a better tomorrow today

there is more to tomorrow (I hope) than

constant pictures

of the incredibly short-sighted frowns

from politicians who had

no idea that natural resources

were limited

or that drought could mean

a decade without rain,

politicians who couldn’t bear to

take steps years before

when the 1914 wheat crops failed

or when the Darling dried up for a year

or even earlier…

there is more to tomorrow

than the hostile take-over

of public space

by the ‘I’ generation

and their digital pools,

gazed into

most lovingly, most tellingly

lonely

and mostly

sick for the feel of skin

on skin

yep, there is more to tomorrow

and it’s even better than

arguing about the didactic

nature of this poem

it’s even better than Red Clay live,

as Hubbard, Turrentine & Cobham

egg each other on,

even better than seeing

The Return and simply being gutted,

because you know what it’s like

for a boy to love his father

and it’s better too, than

catching the scent of jasmine

when you take the rubbish out,

because even though

your hands are full of crap,

nothing is better than

taking the time to

find ‘better’ yourself.

4 thoughts on “And now, a bit of a rant – ‘figuring tomorrow’

  1. I will NOT discuss the didactic messages within this poem (too scared to now!) Great pace, and you’ve captured the angry tone perfectly so that it heats a rage within the reader without being a personal affront. Now I want to go and punch something, lucky I’m at work so I’m surrounded by things that mean nothing to me.

    • No, please feel free to discuss the didactic bits! That was probably bit of a cop-out for me to put that in there 😉 Would love any extra thoughts – and sorry I made you want to punch something, Mark!

      Most of that ranting has been building for a while, and I’ve been tinkering with the poem for a while now, but finally thought to put it up after reading your ‘crimes of the art

      hmmm…also, not sure I nailed the ending, something about it rhythmically that I’m gonna have to alter

      • I’m honoured that my piece prompted you to post ‘figuring tomorrow’. I can sort of see your point regarding the end, it has the message but just needs a tweak to give it a crash-boom-bang memorable last line to leave the reader breathless? The only reason I say this is because the build up is so great from the opening lines and through the middle that it is very difficult to take it much higher.

  2. I agree, Mark – it needs something else, absolutely! I’ve messed around with it again & come up with a different image/symbol, hopefully it’s better. I’m happier with this edit (so far!)

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