Black and white movies

by Adèle Ogiér Jones

Old movies dished out without colour
bring back memories of cold
winter days,
huddled by the new combustion heater
burning briquettes atop of kindling
though little did we know
that holes dug deep in the heart of earth
would wreak havoc on wilderness
on climate acting in ways 

Back then, old black and white movies
came with romance and song
spring blossom
and music where we gladly sang along
where good always won the day,
though now we view with wiser eyes
accepting life beyond the final credits 
is more complex than closing songs
but still a sense of hope in tunes of timeworn
movies old.

This poem is written reflecting on and in the quiet of afternoon pandemic-lockdown when old movies aired bring a change to the news which is predictably unpredictable – at home and far away.

Writing creatively as Ogiér Jones, Adèle has four collections of poetry published by Ginninderra Press – the latest Counting the Chiperoni written in Malawi (2019), as well as three chapbooks (in the Pocket Poets series). She appears in numerous anthologies including The Blue Nib (April 2020), Mountain Secrets (Ginninderra Press, 2019). She has two published novels, the first Desert Diya (Ginninderra Press, 2010) like much of her poetry, comes from her international and intercultural work. She calls both Freiburg i. Br. (SW Germany) and Melbourne home.

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