Summer/ Haszard Road
Home again, after three weeks down south.
Mason bees are bleeping and screeching
in a metallic dialect, building networks
of dirt tombs to store their stunned prey,
between volumes of Homer and Euripides.
From the far side of the valley comes the roar
of a motorcyclist winding through the gears
on a rural road, newly sealed with sticky bitumen.
The baby magpie has grown into a teenager.
A cool breeze is blowing the humid day away.
My son learns to dream in a tiny bedroom.
His brain is a word machine, working overtime.
Even while he sleeps, I hear his soft voice
sound the names of objects in his waking world.
He finds a grasp on language as I lose mine.
Dusk is written here in gradations of pink
and orange peeling back above arid pastures
where cows lay down like black boulders,
and a foundry glows in every farmhouse window.
See: that giant hand is hauling down the sun.
LISTEN to ‘Summer/ Haszard Road’ by Michael Steven
Michael Steven was born in 1977. He is the author of Walking to Jutland Street (2018) and The Lifers (2020), both published by Otago University Press.