rainy in welly.

again.

it's spring, it's supposed to be rainy

but it still makes the news

everything makes the news in new zealand

lambing season

supermarket prices

dan carter's dad's opinion

it is a crooked path up to this hillside flat

it has been a crooked path to everywhere, really

like the lesbians of michigan

we go always forward

never straight

as i watch the mildew spread

and the mold gain ground

and the windows weep

and my hair curl

the wonders of welly warn me of the humidity of auckland

I am safely content to never understand these kiwis.

anyway, if I understood them, I may stop loving them

so tenderly

watch how they drive

and park

and build houses.

observe how they approach a project

mend a fence

plant a garden

run a shop.

silly me,

I imagined they would treat a human relationship

differently.

what a funny mistake