Resonance VII
I was fortunate
enough to photograph inside James K's room for Frank McKay's book
and was happy with the results. The Outside of the house has always
been difficult to see, as though there were private things that
happened behind the hedge while the turret gave a full view
of the world. To get this shot I had to back the Land Rover up
onto the lawn on the road across from the house and set the tripod
up on top of the roof. From here I was able to juxtapose Scroggs
Hill with the house and due to winter the leafless Hawthorn hedge
gave some visual clues of the lower part of the house.
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James K Baxter - Poem
references
Iron
Scythe Song CP
up the road's stony
edge
to my father's hawthorn hedge
Home Thoughts
CP
The
tree of time, the dusty wattle grove
And the blind devil on the stair
who guarded and still guards
the spidered room
that I wrote poems in.....
or grafted apple
twigs
on stumps of hawthorn
A
Family Photograph 1939 1961 CP
I in my fuggy room
at the top of the stairs
Mother and Son CP
Saddled
and ridden to
Iceland and back by the night as
He learnt early that
prayers don't work |
