Building Wharf



‘I don’t knock myself out’ he said.
‘Mostly I just tinker.’
He was at it for six months.
The wharf was a monolith -
a construction made of wood and plastic
that jutted out into the water.

My father is an engineer -
the wharf bore the hallmarks of his design.
It floats upon the water -
And will float there after his death,
A momento.

It’s something for his grandchildren
to play on
or dive off if they are game enough
into the murky waters
down, down, into the tangled weeds.

It’s an entity for the ducks to perch on
squawking to each other
in their own special language
duck-speak, unintelligible
to the human ear.

My father takes pride in the wharf
It’s a retirement achievement
A man needs hobbies
To keep himself busy
We all know what happens
To idle hands
Heaven forbid
The devil should take his
At this stage of life.

I made a special trip
to the family farm
to see the wharf
to find inspiration for this poem.

I found what I was looking for.
A poem in the form of a jetty.
Jutting out into the water -
Solid for generations to come.



Laura Solomon has a 2.1 in English Literature (Victoria University, 1997) and a Masters degree in Computer Science (University of London, 2003).
Her books include Black Light, Nothing Lasting, Alternative Medicine, An Imitation of Life, Instant Messages, Vera Magpie, Hilary and David, In Vitro, The Shingle Bar Sea Monster and Other Stories, University Days, Freda Kahlo’s Cry, Brain Graft, Taking Wainui, Marsha’s Deal and Hell’s Unveiling.
She has been short-listed in Bridport, Edwin Morgan, Ware Poets, Willesden Herald, Mere Literary Festival, and Essex Poetry Festival competitions.
She was short-listed for the 2009 Virginia Prize and the 2014 International Rubery Award and won the 2009 Proverse Prize. She has had work accepted in the Edinburgh Review, Orbis and Wasafiri (UK), Takahe and Landfall (NZ). She has judged the Sentinel Quarterly Short Story Competition.
Her play ‘The Dummy Bride’ was part of the 1996 Wellington Fringe Festival and her play ‘Sprout’ was part of the 2005 Edinburgh Fringe Festival.


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