Known for his compositions for and performances with ruined pianos, and once a member of The Black-Eyed Susans, musician and poet Ross Bolleter released his second collection of poetry, Piano Hill, in 2009.
Before the Deluge
Nelson, New Zealand, 1999
the white Mercedes
is under cover
the piano’s under
the dripping trees
a little girl comes out
of the white picket gate –
‘It’s ours, but it’s too big
to fit through the door.’
Would she play? she would –
‘Memories’ from Cats –
sweetly tentative in C
after she’s gone
I watch delicate rain
star the piano’s walnut
going black
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