Alan Finlay’s pushing from the riverbank


 
 
 
Alan Finlay lives in Johannesburg, where he works as a writer, researcher and editor. Previous collections of poetry including Burning Aloes (Dye Hard Press, 1994), No Free Sleeping with Donald Parenzee and Vonani Bila (Botsotso Publishing, 1998) and The Red Laughter of Guns in Green Summer Rain – chainpoems with Philip Zhuwao (Dye Hard Press, 2002). He started the literary publications Bleksem in the 1990s and later donga, an online poetry journal from 2003 to 2007. In 1994, with Robert Berold, he co-edited a collection of Eastern Cape school poetry called Parking Space (Institute for the Study of English in Africa). He has also co-edited a collection of new South African prose and poetry with Arja Salafranca called glass jars among trees (Jacana, 2003). Alan’s recent collection, pushing from the riverbank, was published by Dye Hard Press in 2010.
 
 
 

 
 
 
pushing from the riverbank
 
why do i wake up at four
in the morning and think:
“Now is the time to work
 
to finish the day before
it starts”? what day is it
just night sweeping over
 
us: as my little boy climbs
into bed beside me says
daddy i can’t sleep i want to
 
talk, and i’m lifting my eyes
heavy as doughnuts from
my own thoughts. Ok,
 
so what about? about
sharks and monsters when
i flush the toilet — remember
 
those? — and about you,
i’m thinking: my nightmare
smoking, thinking, smoking
 
what am i going to
do about that, the encroachment
of the neighbour’s wall the
 
inbox choking with e-mails
everywhere the world tilting
towards me the day so i
 
get up at night, four in the
morning, get it
started so i can push back
 
begin with a letter to the
neighbour, polite, legitimate
and underneath a growl i
 
don’t know if i have the
courage to carry through
not that i have to; but you
 
see the way things swing
while my kid worries about
monsters behind him vultures
 
descending as he runs
in his dreams and
i lie exposed on the
 
grass, waiting for death
what kind of life
is that, my chest
 
open like a lantern to insects
what kind of birth is that
they’ve got books at school
 
he says, where dinosaurs
really rip your flesh out
i saw it dad, in their mouths
 
bits of flesh struggling
while the neighbour hoists
a delicate strand of string
 
across the boundary
and gets it wrong. Again.
maybe i should tell him
 
that he’s got it wrong; her
that: you’ve got the boundary
 
wrong.
          night capsizes into day
like a rowboat tilting from the
weight of light, deepening
 
     to one side.
 
i spear the fish, my child
says murky water he’s afraid
of things that move like the
 
cookiecutter at kei mouth
flashing past him with its
sand, past his leg, real
 
as anything. and what shark leers
towards me through my
murky dark that i’m up at four
 
click on the light, tea
cigarette, respond to
e-mails, it’s ok, i love
 
you, i say i say as if
to repeat myself: and feel the
pull as i push back with my
 
legs, from the riverbank
let go gently
so you might understand 
 
into the day.
 
 
 
from pushing from the riverbank (Dye Hard Press, 2010).
 
pushing from the riverbank is available at Exclusive Books outlets at an estimated retail price of R90. It can also be ordered directly from Dye Hard Press for R65, including postage, or R80 for overseas purchases. Contact dyehardpress@iafrica.com.
 
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