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Poet, wit and controversialist, A.R.D. Fairburn was one of the best-known New Zealanders of his time. This volume represents the full range and vitality of his verse. Accompanying the well known anthology pieces such as 'The Cave' and 'A Farewell' are ballads like 'Walking on My Feet' and 'The Rakehelly Man', as well as a generous selection of his early love lyrics.
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DOMINION
For my wife
UTOPIA
I
The house of the governors, guarded by eunuchs,
and over the arch of the gate
these words engraved:
HE WHO IMPUGNS THE USURERS IMPERILS THE STATE.
Within the gates the retinue of evil,
the instruments of the governors:
scabs picked from the body of the enslaved,
well-paid captains and corporals
in the army of privilege
taking the bread of tyranny, wearing
the livery of extortion; and those who keep
the records of decay,
statisticians and archivists,
turning the leaves with cold hands, computing
our ruin on scented cuffs.
For the enslaved, the treadmill;
the office and adoration
of the grindstone god;
the apotheosis of the means,
the defiling of the end;
the debasement of the host
of the living; the celebration
of the black mass that casts
the shadow of a red mass.
Backblock camps for the outcast, the superfluous,
reading back-date magazines, rolling cheap cigarettes,
not mated;
witnesses to the constriction of life essential
to the maintenance of the rate of profit
as distinct from the gross increment of wealth.
II
In vicarage and manse
love is loose-lipped and flaps its feathers,
its talk is full of ifs and whethers,
spume of futility blown
from raging seas of sin
that lift and heave in the gales of chance,
beatified Nature, unhindered circumstance.
The Church Hesitant seeks for balm
in sunlit studies, a chatter of talk,
dead prayers and spurious calm:
and the dog-days claim for their own
the theological bone
the cracked and bitten shin
that can crawl but cannot walk.
III
In the suburbs the spirit of man
walks on the garden path,
walks on the well-groomed lawn, dwells
among the manicured shrubs.
The variegated hedge encircles life.
In the countryside, in shire and county,
the abode of wind and sun, where clouds trample the sky
and hills are stretched like arms heaped up with bounty,
in the countryside the land is
the space between the barbed-wire fences,
mortgaged in bitterness, measured in sweated butterfat.
IV
In this air the idea dies;
or spreads like plague; emotion runs
undamned, its limits vague,
its flush disastrous as the rolling floods,
the swollen riverâs rush; or dries
to a thin trickle, lies
in flat pools where swarms of flies
clouding the stagnant brim
breed from thick water, clustered slime.
V
Gross greed, mated with fear,
that feeds on the bread
of children, buying reprieve
with philanthropic pence, making profession
of charity: the pitiful cunning of the depraved.
Small greed, the starveling weed
that grows in desperate soil
in the hearts of the enslaved,
hugging a bitten crust
with the closeness of a trust
clinging to an oil concession.
VI
The press: slow dripping of water on mud;
thoughtâs daily bagwash, ironing out opinion,
scarifying the edges of ideas.
And the hirelings; caught young;
the bough bent and twisted
to the shape of evil; tending the oaf
who by the accident of birth has property
in the public conscience, a âmoulder of opinionâ;
turning misshapen vessel...
Table of contents
- Cover
- Title Page
- Table of Contents
- INTRODUCTION
- WINDS
- MEETING
- SONG
- HELLAS
- RELEASE
- SINCE THAT ZENOPHILA
- SONG AT DAWN
- THE FLOWERS
- THE SUN HAS SPREAD HIS SHINING WINGS
- THE OLD BRIDGE
- WISH
- IN THE YOUNGER LAND
- KOWHAI
- EVENING
- AMARANTUS
- ODYSSEUS
- WANDERING WILLIEâS SONG
- ALL I HAVE DESIRED
- DIOGENES
- ODYSSEUS
- DEAD MANâS TALE
- RHYME OF THE DEAD SELF
- DISQUISITION ON DEATH
- WINTER NIGHT
- ON ENTERING A NEW ABODE
- STRAW
- DESERTED FARMYARD
- EMPTY HOUSE
- THE SEA
- FIRST THINGS
- DOMINION
- TO DAPHNIS AND CHLOE IN THE PARK
- LA BELLE DAME SANS MERCI
- NIGHT SONG
- FULL FATHOM FIVE
- POEM
- A FAREWELL
- YES PLEASE GENTLEMEN
- MILTON
- GOOD AND ILL
- TAPU
- WELL KNOWN AND WELL LOVED
- LOVE SONG
- THE CAVE
- WILD LOVE
- THE REVENGE
- LAUGHTER
- THE RAKEHELLY MAN
- WALKING ON MY FEET
- NOON SONG
- SONG
- THE ENCOUNTER
- SONG AT SUMMERâS END
- EPITAPH
- FOR AN AMULET
- THE FALLEN
- TO A FRIEND IN THE WILDERNESS
- BEGGAR TO BURGHER
- TO AN EXPATRIATE
- LOGOS
- SOLITUDE
- THE ESTUARY
- NOW
- SONG FOR A GIRL
- SEA-WIND AND SETTING SUN
- TOMâS A-COLD
- IâM OLDER THAN YOU, PLEASE LISTEN
- TERMS OF APPOINTMENT
- DOWN ON MY LUCK
- NOTES
- SELECT BIBLIOGRAPHY
- INDEX OF TITLES AND FIRST LINES
- Copyright