July 14, 2009

Nana Ollerenshaw

—Photo from Google Images


The blond haired feral god ascended.
The crowd roared
before his sound could drown them,
whistled, screamed, chanted
orisons in homage with one throat.
Give it, give it, give it
baby give it, and he gave,
a cave man in the altar of his instruments,
the stomp box kitchen of guitar,
cymbal, drum, harmonica
growl, thunder, bark,
the grieving roll and wail of hollowed log.
To this apocalypse
she moved, sinuous with longing
arms outstretched
an ancient pelvic tilt
the body doing what it craved
old as stones or clacking sticks.


Nana Ollerenshaw grew up in Connecticut, married an Australian, and moved to Australia in 1965. She changed from school teaching to nursing in 1988, and currently lives in Buderim on the Sunshine Coast of Queensland.

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