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Lied ohne worte | Lachlan Brown

Lied ohne worte: eating out on a Thursday night which is parmi night

See that couple, their bodies, as soft as pears,

Rubenesque and placid, sitting in the bistro of the

Kooringal Hotel? The symmetry of blank stares

holds back the evening’s poker machine laughter.

When the double parmi deal makes its appearance

the pair hold the cutlery with deliberate poise.

Slicing through chicken, their synchronous elegance,

is like a European string section in single voice.

It’s an absorbing performance, this gorgeous slow

movement, played arco across green forests of salad,

around crumbed houses, thatched with chips. Now go

and do likewise, friends, before members draw valid-

ation from track sixty one’s unspoken reflections,

its unnoticed love scenes, its saturated affections.

Lachlan Brown grew up in Macquarie Fields in South West Sydney. He is the author of two books of poetry: Limited Cities (Giramondo, 2012), and Lunar Inheritance (Giramondo, 2017). Lachlan teaches English Literature and Creative Writing at Charles Sturt University, Wagga Wagga.

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