Critical Voice by Terry Locke

Heaphy overview

Walking the Heaphy Track

The final poem
                      eludes intentionality
you start
         walking uphill
to a saddle that is named
         before it is glimpsed
glimpsed before it constitutes
         the realm your body knows
as a wholeness
                      culture simply glances off.
Somewhere in a dimming retrospect
         the swivel chair and incandescent screen recede.
Limbs and trunk are sanctified
         & reconfigured in
                      a novel kind of work
strung out over four days, say,
         as a way of moving
through the world over time
         taking in this and that
& putting it all together
        locating the basics
through a process of elision
       before your terminal descent
for the time being

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