THE MYTHOLOGY OF PLACE:

JAMES K. BAXTER'S OTAGO WORLDS

Lawrence Jones
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The Brighton World
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Returning to the site in a later poem, the poet finds only  fire-blackened stones, thistle growing amidst them, finding in the fallen house not a Yeatsian 'Atridean doom that daunted / The heart with lidless gorgon stare', but rather a Hardyan 'wraith of dead joy haunted':
     There once the murk was cloven
     By hearthlight fondly flaring within:
     Adamant seemed their hope and haven.
     O Time, Time takes in a gin
     The quick of being!  Pale now and gossamer thin
     The web their lives had woven. 
The old McColl site was on 'the clay track leading / From Black Bridge to Duffy's Farm'. 
At the farm at the end of that track, on the hill above the ruined orchard, with its 'twisted apple trees / that bear no fruit', was the still-standing ruin of Duffy's house, with its memories of Duffy and his common-law wife Sarah still present. 
To the poet it presents an accurate image
of what life holds for us: 
    . . .  I cannot 

     promise  more than this, the clods
     divided by purgation
     of frost, rustling autumn head

     of thistle - space, air, light in
     a room whose door is broken. 

 
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