Mary stood holding two parcels. They were wrapped in paper.
i got you these, she said.
i don't care, I said. I was sitting crossed-legged not reading the news.
they're wrapped in paper, she said.
i don't care.
they're books.
i don't care.
one of them's bash.
I looked at my shoe. I drew a rectangle on it.
i thought
you didn't
i thought you like bash, she said.
i like bash, I said.
Mary was standing holding two parcels. She took off her scarf and then her shoes. She took off her watch. She sat down on the floor and put the parcels next to her and she sneezed. Her head shook sides.
who's this? she said shaking. There was music playing.
birmingham tumblers, I said.
who?
the birmingham tumblers.
o. i like this song.
it's a good song
Mary opened her mouth. I made the rectangle into a cube.
what does it mean? she said.
what? I said.
the name. the birm
birmingham tumblers?
yeah.
o, dyou know it's a type of pigeon. dyou know charlie?
who?
charlie bloom.
um.
this is charlie's band.
o. o yeah.
yeah he reckons there's this type of pigeon, native to victoria or something. and they're called, so it's just like inbreeding. it's like dog breeds. they inbreed them over and over till they get the right characteristic.
that's
and there's this type of pigeon, like in bendigo. it's called a birmingham tumbler. and what it does is, it can't fly properly. it goes too far up past the vertical and then it falls and has to try again. like tumbling.
because of the inbreeding?
yeah so if they wanna go from here to here, I said pointing at two places in the air, it does this.
I drew my finger through the air. My finger went up in a curve through the air and back straight down. It did it again and again and each time it was from a higher place in the air. Eventually it reached where I first pointed.
because they can't fly properly, I said.
because of the inbreeding? that's horrible.
i dunno.
that's horrible, Mary said.
it's charlie's band, I said.
Mary made a shape with her face. She was wearing a t-shirt and it had a logo on the front of it. The t-shirt was big and red and I could tell she thought it was really funny. The logo said: PREPARE TO SHOP. It was a new t-shirt.
what're you doing today? she said.
My desk chair swung around. It made me not look at her.
i reckon i'm gonna plant some pumpkin seeds, she said.
I swung a full circle.
yeah, this dude gave me some pumpkin seeds. i reckon i'm gonna plant them, she said.
She nodded. I heard her nodding.
'o i also bought some cheese' she said, standing up.
wait, I said. you were in my dream last night.
i know, she said. you talk in your sleep.
oliver
About the competition
In conjunction with the exhibition Love, Loss & Intimacy the NGV invites you to create your own piece of writing exploring notions of love, loss or intimacy, under 500 words. If you're over 18 years of age and a Victorian resident, post your entry on the blog (1 entry per person) for the chance to win a romantic weekend getaway for two at Sofitel Melbourne On Collins and lunch for two at Persimmon.
The judging panel is comprised of three judges: Professor Jennifer Strauss (Editor of the Oxford Anthology of Australian Love Poetry), Penny Modra (Editor of Three Thousand; The Age arts columnist) and Richard Watts (Presenter of SmartArts on TripleR).
Entries accepted until 11 July 2010 and the winner of the competition will be announced and their entry recited on 18 July following on from the 2pm Floor Talk.
The judging panel is comprised of three judges: Professor Jennifer Strauss (Editor of the Oxford Anthology of Australian Love Poetry), Penny Modra (Editor of Three Thousand; The Age arts columnist) and Richard Watts (Presenter of SmartArts on TripleR).
Entries accepted until 11 July 2010 and the winner of the competition will be announced and their entry recited on 18 July following on from the 2pm Floor Talk.
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