Sonja Yelich


Bells down

Look into the sky & see an accident fall.
In one evening you walk along the sticky path
To the sea wall. Hanging in cream the datura
Bells down.
From over your head a plane points for customs
& the queue of things to come.
You have a feeling there will be many things
to declare. Or not.
On the ranges south a light plane flying to the
Left of a small mountain breaks its nose on
Poor visibility in summer. And it wasn’t Arizona.
But it was over.



Sonja Yelich lives in Bayswater, Auckland. Her latest collection Clung was published by Auckland University Press in 2004. ‘Bells down’ comes from a series of poems she has written which are centred around accidents and emergencies.