#243 - typecast (Gulgong Pioneers' Museum)

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typecast

 

Gulgong Pioneers’ Museum

 

 

signage and steam

from where few

and brisk

now still to see

things kept for no reason

such as maze the mind now

 

grateful for this godtoss are we?

 

carriage lit symmetries

moulds

plain and refined

so many churns

as if time always required pressing on

in the town that never fell down

 

old watches have lost their hands

 

fine china

dolls to afright

the children of mortality

 

engines cut chaff

pump up a head

outchurched the pubs

 

Empire Day is May 24^th

colour in the map

 

all tin a sky inside

 

here we are back in the day

 

lace linen frilltops

the dinner gong

red velvet handkerchief sachet

 

and the faces!

long buried and here to see

 

pressed metal

a little clock shows what we can afford

nine pounds seven and six per hundred

tossed on the sorting table

 

miles telling between

a hot metal line of type

penned in

 

nothing to print now

chooks roost cows home

 

further and further go back

and one day young

when far away

 

where are the horses to draw all this on?

where are the blacks we wished away?

the grinding stone’s in with geology

nobody mentions them now

 

not a hiss from the blacksmiths

 

here’s eternity -- lost in the wagon high hay

and a fork to pitch more on