Glasshouse Mountains
A
thundercloud made solid
and
fallen to the earth.
A
wizarded beast.
It
hunches in stone,
leaning
for the migration south.
They
huddle behind curtainous trees,
a
threatening presence.
Heads
swivel as the train turns,
always
keeping them in view.
Always
just in view.
If we
took our eyes off, they would move
and in a
flash, be upon us.
Interview
TSTmpj: What nurtured the poem's sense of foreboding
for these mountains?
Kaitlyn
Plyley: I grew up in the suburbs of
Perth, Western Australia, where everything is flat, flat, flat. You get used to
your physical world existing safely within the human sphere; nothing much rises
above eye level. I guess mountains - especially ones that spring up so
suddenly, like the Glass House Mountains - leave me in awe. Here is something
that exists independent of humans, not needing us, not even noticing us.
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TSTmpj: The scene you depict is more than alive. As a Brisbane poet, what sort of aliveness do you feel, if any, from city concrete and glass?
Kaitlyn
Plyley: I suppose my smart-arse reply
would be, it depends how the concrete and glass are used. Brisbane feels very
alive, maybe because of the way it lives with the river. Glass walls overlook
and frame the water; the bridges make it feel like a city joined. You can't
spend time in this city without interacting with the river, and where there's a
river there's life.
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TSTmpj: Can you share a few thoughts on your sense of journey as it seems from the poem, and perhaps in a wider, life context?
Kaitlyn
Plyley: I wrote this poem on the
Brisbane-Nambour train, as we left the Glasshouse Mountains station. I write
quite a lot of poetry when I'm on trains or planes or buses. Not sure why.
Could be the constant motion, so that as soon as you see something, it's
already gone and relegated to nostalgia. Or maybe it's the feeling of
"real life" being suspended. Whatever it is, I do love a journey.
Bio Note
Kaitlyn Plyley is a poet, blogger
and raconteur living in Brisbane. You can find her blog at www.kaitlynplyley.com.
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