House & Contents

Our mother’s clouds and insects / fly to embrace your clouds and insects. Her architecture, roads, bridges and infrastructure / rush to greet yours. Her molecules on their upward trajectory entwine with yours, the colour of her eyes, hair and skin. Her language, / with its past participles, figures of speech, / the sounds and tremors which are its flesh and bones these words go out to greet your words and / to greet you – these words which will never leave her.

House & Contents is a moving meditation on earthquakes and uncertainties, parents and hats, through Gregory O’Brien’s remarkable poetry and paintings.