Art of the Day: Paul Wans, “Eber”, 1987 — paired with Les Murray’s poem “Pigs”

  February 12th, 2011


       Paul Wans, Eber, 1987, watercolor
 
 
 
    

Pigs
 Les Murray
 
 
Us all on sore cement was we.
Not warmed then with glares. Not glutting mush
under that pole the lightning's tied to.
No farrow-shit in milk to make us randy.
Us back in cool god-shit. We ate crisp.
We nosed up good rank in the tunnelled bush.
Us all fuckers then. And Big, huh? Tusked
the balls-biting dog and gutsed him wet.
Us shoved down the soft cement of rivers.
Us snored the earth hollow, filled farrow, grunted.
Never stopped growing. We sloughed, we soughed
and balked no weird till the high ridgebacks was us
with weight-buried hooves.  Or bristly, with milk.
Us never knowed like slitting nor hose-biff then.
Nor the terrible sheet-cutting screams up ahead.
The burnt water kicking.  This gone-already feeling
here in no place with our heads on upside down.
 

  from Translations from the Natural World, 1992

 
 
 
More of Wans’ art over at wanskunst.de.

More of Les Murray’s poetry at lesmuray.org.

 

[posted by C Way at 2:09 PM]

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