Topic Tags:
0 Comments

Ivan Head: The Compost Heap

Ivan Head

May 31 2018

1 mins

The Compost Heap

 

The compost heap lay steaming

like a large beast, exhausted

and stretched out on the ground.

It is still breathing, visibly

exhaling as it loses form

in giving itself back to the earth.

 

It is also the cow collapsing,

drawn into the weight of the earth.

A multitude of brown leaves and shredding returns to soil.

The pitchfork goes through the pile.

He also takes the spade to it

and tosses the heap closer to the line of pines.

The animal moves one last time.

I think it was McAuley who said that from the air Tasmania looked like damp hessian.

Ivan Head

Comments

Join the Conversation

Already a member?

What to read next