Edgeland and other poems
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The poetry in David Eggleton's new collection possesses an intensity and driven energy, using the poet's recognisable signature oratory voice, strong in beat and measure, rooted in rich traditions of chant, lament and ode. Mashing together the lyrical and the slangy, celebrating local vernaculars while simultaneously plugged in to a global zeitgeist of technobabble and fake news, Eggleton recycles and repurposes' high visual culture and demotic aural culture.
Edgeland offers a tragicomic and surreal skewering of the cons, swindles, posturings and flaws of damaged people on the make, dislocating the reader with high speed jinks and swerves. A satirical eye interrogates data', media bilge, opinion, social change, extreme experience, and worst-case-scenario extrapolations. A menagerie of vivid characters burst off the page—including the man who mistook the moon for a candy bar, instigators, prestidigitators, procurators, promulgators, Zorro and Governor Grey—alongside a survey of 35 types of beard, an ode to ooze, metadada, Gordon Ramsay's pan-sizzled bull's pizzle, a Baxterian moa, and various other waka jumpers hailing from Jafaville to Jack's Blowhole. This book is a dazzling display of polychromatic virtuosity, teeming with irrepressible wordplay, startling imagery and anarchic wit, from one of New Zealand's best-loved poets.
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Edgeland and other poems - David Eggleton
PART ONE: TĀMAKI MAKAURAU
Edgeland
Awks: you winged Auk-thing, awkward, huddling;
you wraparound, myriad, amphibious,
stretchy, try-hard, Polywoodish
juggernaut; you futurescape, insectivorous,
Akarana, Aukalini, Jafaville, O for Awesome,
still with the land-fever of a frontier town –
your surveyors who tick location, location, location,
your land-sharks, your swamp-lawyers, your merchant kings,
your real estate agents who bush-bash for true north,
your architecture that fell off the back of a truck,
your shoebox storerooms of apartment blocks,
your subdivisions sticky as pick and mix lollies;
you fat-bellied hybrid with your anorexic anxieties,
your hyperbole and bulimia, your tear-down and throw-up,
the sands of your hour-glass always replenished,
your self-harm always rejuvenated, unstoppable;
you binge-drinker, pre-loader, storm-chaser,
mana-muncher, hui-hopper, waka-jumper,
light opera queen, the nation’s greatest carnivore;
cloud-city of the South Pacific, it’s you the lights adore.
Maunga: Volcanoes
High balconies now, these volcanoes were bowls of fire
gathered by Mataaho – Ngā Huinga-a-Mataaho,
out of Te Moana Nui a Kiwa to keep that god warm –
magma erupting from basalt eighty kilometres down.
Rangitoto, the last, emerged a geological breath ago,
on Waitematā’s steaming waters, under blood-red skies.
Look-outs for the bellbird and swooping pouākai,
maunga were carved by arriving iwi into palisades,
and food baskets, great earth ramparts, ovens.
On Maungakiekie, warriors streaked with ochre
trampled out haka, breathing to humming bugles
of wood, bound with strong aerial roots of the kiekie.
These hills were given many names. Maungakiekie,
hill of the kiekie plant, became Te Tōtora i Ahua,
hill of the tapu tōtara, or ‘One Tree Hill’, before
the lone tōtara was cut down for a settler’s cottage
in 1853, and replaced by a pine tree.
The settler’s family’s now extinct; pine’s gone too.
At Te Tātua-a-Riukiuta, Three Kings,
were once three cones, mostly quarried away,
and beneath them, sepulchres, tunnels, bones.
All those scoria mountains sheltered bats,
and echoed with water, slipping through the lava
to form wells in caves that siphoned down slopes.
The carver changed the boy into a gecko, the girl to a tree;
and hid the carving in a swamp, drained for a farm.
The burning left ash deposits of touch and taste,
tawa, mānuka, ponga, kahikatea, rimu ablaze,
that singe in memory like a grind of Coromandel
bush pepper, or smoke from scrub on the side of Mt Eden.
Rarotonga was swallowed by Winstone quarry:
Mount Smart stadium stands there, echoing ecstatic fury.
Maungauika is North Head; Maungarei, Mount Wellington,
Puketāpapa, Mt Roskill; Te Kōpuke, part of Epsom.
Around these swollen bellies, hollow gourds of the supercity,
vines coil and constrict with mathematical precision.
The Sleepers
They named the forty-eight sleepers
with names that enshrined imperial purpose,
from Mount Hobson to Mount Victoria,
and made them triumphal arches fallen,
taken away one truckload at a time, so that,
led by the hand, landscape knuckled under
to dirt worked over for foundations of a town.
Governor Grey endowed them as domains,
as ‘Mountains’ or ‘Kings’; and for the pioneers
volcanoes were navigational beacons, but soon
that archipelago, rising from a sea of roofs,
was hollowed, and even levelled. Mounts
Albert and Smart and Wiri Mountain
were shifted beneath the Main Trunk Line
as ballast between Whāngārei and Ōhakune,
or later dumped under the motorway causeway
across the upper harbour. Nothing remains of Ōtara Hill.
Puketutu Island was flattened, pink scoria taken
for Māngere runways, for Jean Batten’s aerodrome.
Villages were brought closer to Queen Street,
and each other, by dynamited volcanic rubble
crushed for a base layer of basalt chips over
a sub-base of aggregate – all topped with tarseal.
Concrete pavements and asphalt footpaths
sat on steamrollered clinker, blistered with bubbles.
They built from blue stone the prison, street kerbing,
the barracks, wall boundaries, the police station.
They knocked down timber, built up in basalt.
At the quarry