Out of the Wind
to get out of the wind. Barely have time
to take one lung-sustaining breath
into the surging bull-kelp – Kirks’
mid-winter sale. The great whites
of cut-price cashmere, never blinking
their cold disc eyes, but snapping
draping dorsal fins with pastel pashminas
pretty as sucked-out angel-fish, or black
down there, pinned to a rack of leftovers.
It’s buy or die. So you harpoon your way
umbrella, half-price, very chic, which
inverts in a blossoming manner, anemone
at Lambton Quay and Brandon, glorying
in the full-funnelled southerly wallop.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Sue Wootton is the 2008 Robert Burns Fellow at the University of Otago. She has two collections of poetry, Hourglass (Steele Roberts, 2005) and Magnetic South (Steele Roberts, 2008). ‘Out of the wind’ was written after a particularly stormy midwinter visit to Wellington.