{"id":1431,"date":"2012-05-23T08:19:50","date_gmt":"2012-05-22T21:19:50","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.robwalkerpoet.com\/?p=1431"},"modified":"2012-05-26T00:46:11","modified_gmt":"2012-05-25T13:46:11","slug":"crimson-billows","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.robwalkerpoet.com\/?p=1431","title":{"rendered":"crimson billows"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.robwalkerpoet.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/05\/pre-dated.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-full wp-image-1432\" title=\"pre-dated\" src=\"http:\/\/www.robwalkerpoet.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/05\/pre-dated.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"371\" height=\"323\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.robwalkerpoet.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/05\/pre-dated.jpg 371w, https:\/\/www.robwalkerpoet.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/05\/pre-dated-300x261.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 371px) 100vw, 371px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>This began life as <em>pre-dated.<\/em> I was having a fishing holiday at our shack on Yorke Peninsula across the Gulf from Adelaide when I was buzzed by a chopper. I found out on the TV news that night that a local boy had been taken by a shark and the helicopter contained photographers &amp; journos looking for shots of sharks, treacherous seas and the boy\u2019s school. I couldn\u2019t get the idea of predators out of my head \u2013 the media even moreso than the shark.<\/p>\n<p>Onlymeith has produced an ominous soundscape to underline the mercilessness of both sharks and the mass media, using Javolenus\u2019 disquieting sub-bass, (use your best headphones!) hints of swords unsheathing and a relentless, remorseless heartbeat.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Pre-dated<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>After the poor boy is taken in shallows<\/p>\n<p>Another pack of sharks<\/p>\n<p>Sniffs out crimson billows.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Even here, on the gulf&#8217;s other side<\/p>\n<p>A school of choppers<\/p>\n<p>Arrives for frenzied interviews and shots<\/p>\n<p>Of the victim&#8217;s school<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Politicians join the feeding maelstrom<\/p>\n<p>Demands on talkback<\/p>\n<p>For the creature to be shot<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Only the boys parents won&#8217;t play the bloodlust game<\/p>\n<p><em>It&#8217;s the last thing he would have wanted <\/em><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>But they are dismissed as<\/p>\n<p>Too close to comment<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>The gulf widens.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Predators move in.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u00a9 rob walker, 2006<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>This poem appeared in my chapbook <strong><em>phobiaphobia \u2013 poems of fear and anxiety<\/em><\/strong> (Picaro Press, Australia, 2006.)<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Thanks Carlos \/onlymeith for another exquisitely-produced interpretation of my words.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"http:\/\/w.soundcloud.com\/player\/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F47117539%3Fsecret_token%3Ds-4xQGO&amp;show_artwork=true&amp;secret_url=true\" frameborder=\"no\" scrolling=\"no\" width=\"100%\" height=\"166\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; This began life as pre-dated. 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