
More than forty years ago!
My mother was a child prodigy as an artist. On one of her paintings my grandmother has written in pencil, “asked for by Sickert”. I am pleased with this painting of her crossing a ploughed field in full hunting kit as I feel I have managed it in my mother’s style.
ANIMAL CRACKERS
Anchored on the stumps of mountains,
Up soars Manhattan, that glittering assemblage;
A giant barge, steel-sided,
Cleaving rivers apart, and yet,
Wherever it can, nature insinuates itself.
Weeds negotiate cracks – even Manhattan
Almost approaches wilderness at
Inwood Hill, perched on its northern tip,
Where pheasants nest, foxes prowl
On slopes once occupied by the Indians.
Off its shore there are forests and wetlands,
Including the ponds of Jamaica Bay,
Breeding baldpates, pintails,
Greater and lesser scaup, skimmers, terns,
Glossy ibises, egrets, and even visited
By the bald eagle. All the same, New Yorkers
Would not know from watching it on the box
Whether a cow was sick or not
As any hillbilly might. To the urbanite,
Farm animals are desirable, with more correspondence
Concerning them than any other perversion.
You see less of animals than people. People
Give you diseases. Animals do not sue
For alimony, nor can they get you pregnant.
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Recently my mother visited New York.
She cannot see what she looks directly at,
Yet at seventy-six she managed to get
From Gramercy Park to the Bronx Zoo and back.
Having been a vet, she was more alert
To Fragonard’s cow at the Met
Than handling and stuff like that.
The same was true for Dubuffet’s cow at MoMA.
Seated in the sculpture garden
Next to a Maillol, off to her right
She could see a goat. Picasso’s goat, I said.
Then I headed for the bookshop,
Telling her to stay put.
Back with a cut-price Muybridge,
I caught sight of her straightening up
Behind its metal rump.
Mother had goosed the goat,
Establishing when her kids would drop.
Luckily there were no guards about.
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Read my book about my mother – The Best Deborah Stories – here
I was with Deborah in spirit on that trip Anthony. So vividly portrayed. I can picture her checking the goat out. haha.
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