The summer you left
I picked cherries,
kilos of plum-sized fruits
filled my puku, sometimes
the berry bucket. We spoke
in the paddock
after dark
I heard couplings
their arousal silhouetted
against muted skies.
I slept with my backpack
waking to gunshots,
birdsong and light
pushing through
the tent’s weave.
Kirsten Le Harivel is a poet, traveller and youth development worker living on the Kapiti Coast in New Zealand. She has ties to Scotland, England, France and India. Her work has been published in blackmail press and the 4th Floor Literary Journal. She is a member of the Conversations Across Borders Project.
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