THE WORD

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An accordion tune

The songs may play a little slower this September. The words may be spoken more softly than before as we gather around the microphone and observe the old accordion sitting on its own in the corner shadows of the room. Sadly, Patrick Riddett has died; he left his accordion behind.

This month the open microphone stands again at The Dangerous Kitchen in Takaka. It welcomes the monthly gathering of live poets and musicians to the Mussel Inn in Onekaka. And it prepares a feast of food, poem and song at NgAna’s Gallery in Collingwood. It bows its head in quiet respect and sadness.

You will find all the details on the following pages of this edition of CRUMB.

Peace
Mark Raffills
Golden Bay Live Poets Society

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In the long shadows

for Patrick

There is a gathering down on the corner
where he used to play

The tune of his accordion hovers there
above Commercial Street

The place where song and flute and tune
used to dance and meet

We mingle there now in the long shadows
of the slow and dying day…

Mark Raffills

 

 

 

 

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