Brian Turner
You Could Say
Things as they are
are simultaneously
mundane and extraordinary
on an ordinary evening
in the Maniototo
that gives way
as it gives up everything
it has to offer every time
in ways which set us
apart and highlight
how hard it is to know
what to give back anymore,
let alone to ask whether
the common good’s
able or meant to include
the land and skies
and all that lives there
as best it can, instinctively…
just as you could say
a broken heart’s a broken
heart and it matters not
who did it or why,
or what comes next, but
how long it takes, takes.