today is not the same
i got up and dressed
(but i no longer bother with a bra)
and ate my usual breakfast
but today is not the same
i looked out over the bush
toward Mt Karioi
standing proud against
the blue blue sky
but today is not the same
i watch a flock of magpies
and a sulphur-crested cockatoo
screech and dive and feint,
retreat and return
acting out a WW1
dog fight (why do they call it that?)
but today is not the same
a car drives past
along Te Mata Road
and i call to mac
"look! a car!"
today is not the same
i spread the kumera
to dry on sheets in the sun
and prepare to store them
in layers of sawdust or newspaper
but lacking those,
old sewing pattern tissue
because today is not the same
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