{"id":29908,"date":"2015-08-25T06:30:15","date_gmt":"2015-08-24T18:30:15","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/?p=29908"},"modified":"2015-08-23T21:58:47","modified_gmt":"2015-08-23T09:58:47","slug":"the-tuesday-poem-outback","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/2015\/08\/25\/the-tuesday-poem-outback\/","title":{"rendered":"The Tuesday Poem: &#8220;Outback&#8221;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Outback<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>red dirt drifts<br \/>\nalong narrow tyre<br \/>\ntracks<\/p>\n<p>heat shimmers<br \/>\nagainst bleached<br \/>\nsky<\/p>\n<p>a homestead settles<br \/>\ninto earth, its last<br \/>\nneighbour<\/p>\n<p>a solitary chimney<br \/>\n\u2013 the car slows,<br \/>\nstops<\/p>\n<p>ochre dust<br \/>\nfilters through air<br \/>\nconditioning<\/p>\n<p>coats everything:<br \/>\nclothes, shoes,<br \/>\nskin<\/p>\n<p>the screen door sags<br \/>\non its hinges, <em>hello<\/em><br \/>\nechoes<\/p>\n<p>through empty rooms<\/p>\n<p>\u2014<\/p>\n<p>(c) Helen Lowe 2008<\/p>\n<p>Published in <strong>Poetry NZ<\/strong> (September 2008)<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;<\/p>\n<p>A poem on an Australian theme, in recognition of my Australian comrades-in-poetry in the Tuesday Poem community.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/2011\/08\/30\/tuesday-poem-enchantress-of-numbers-by-helen-rickerby\/tuespoem\/\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-7519\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-full wp-image-7519\" src=\"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/08\/TuesPoem.jpg\" alt=\"TuesPoem\" width=\"120\" height=\"107\" \/><\/a>Don\u2019t forget to read the featured poem on the <strong>Tuesday Poem Hub<\/strong> and other great poems from fellow Tuesday poets from around the world\u2014just click <a href=\"http:\/\/tuesdaypoem.blogspot.com\/\" target=\"_blank\"><strong>here<\/strong><\/a>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Outback red dirt drifts along narrow tyre tracks heat shimmers against bleached sky a homestead settles into earth, its last neighbour a solitary chimney \u2013 the car slows, stops ochre dust filters through air conditioning coats everything: clothes, shoes, skin the screen door sags on its hinges, hello echoes through empty rooms \u2014 (c) Helen [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[6],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-29908","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/29908","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=29908"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/29908\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":29909,"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/29908\/revisions\/29909"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=29908"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=29908"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=29908"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}