Blame Vermeer

Blame Vermeer

A woman of thirty pours the inch or so of milk
left in a jug, sets the jug high on a shelf
inside a small cupboard because the children
from next door are to stay the night, she'll
not risk their picking at its precious glaze.
She takes her ring from beside the tap,
slips it back onto her third finger.
She hears steps on the path.
Something
will happen after every painting for a long
time yet. It may have been war,
a sudden wrenching of implacable grief,
diseases arrived from the unburied,
children clattering in only days until
they are shunted east.
And the stranger
announcing, 'There is something here,' and her hand
on the lip first then the jug's smooth curving,
it was lifted, so Jug & Woman
may have been the title again as it was and was
how many hundred times in that small
kitchen, its imagined canvas, the deluging back
of ordinariness so lovely, to what can one
compare it? And the steps always arriving.
It will happen next.


from Blame Vermeer (Victoria University Press, 2007), © Vincent O'Sullivan 2007, used by permission of the author.

Recordings

Vincent O'Sullivan Reading from his Poems

1Blame Vermeer

2Small Talk

3Blonde Ink

4Seeing you Asked

5Check-up

6The Grieving Process

7July, July

8Saying Begins It

9In Time of Thanks and Praise

10The Child in the Gardens: Winter

11Child playing drafts

12River road, due south

13Simply

14The monastic life

15Right on

16Elegy: again

17Dark night on the lake

18That's the story

19Talking of stone

20Not one to let on

21A dream of my father, winding our watches together

22Goldilocks - off the scale

23Being here

24Late praise for Nurse Smythe

25The Case Against...

26No Time for Portents

271919

28Witness 217

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