Memories Of Taumarunui. Poem by Michael Walker

Memories Of Taumarunui.

Rating: 5.0

I lived in Taumarunui for three years.
It was an isolated inland King Country town,
where I soon settled in to the high school.
My father was the manager of an auto workshop
where he always operated in top gear.
The nearby ranges, clad with evergreen trees,
challenged me to adapt to the new environment,
and forget the seaside town we had come from.


Our family of eight arrived in Taumarunui
in my father's black Dodge sedan
from the assembly line in Detroit.
We were excited abouta new life.
The hills, milk bars and jukeboxes of Taumarunui
call to mind on my long drive today,
the ghosts of yesterday.

30 September,2016.










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Memories Of Taumarunui.
Sunday, June 19, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: environment,father,ghosts,september,travel
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Sometimes I drive through Taumarunui nearly fifty years after I was a high school student there. The 'ghosts' are the people in my family who have since passed away; but also my school-friends who I have not seen since I left Taumarunui High School in 1962. I did visit one ex-pupil in Waihi and have a short talk with a couple of others: that is all.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Terry Craddock 27 January 2017

An Interactive Action Past: To Internalised Ipod Present Generation swiftly within a mere few decades change remake label gadget world keeps snow balling rapid cultural childhood changes kiwi experience milk bars to jukeboxes pooltables; operating on big round now extinct twenty cent coins these are fun entertainment stick in mind memories which haunt there is an innocence for most in mist vapour childhood adolescent not knowing experiencing shift social normality new experiences; interacting with others in our environment closet world around us in many ways electric isolation of screen touch an ipod generation is a personification of lost rumble tumble play game skill interactions; six friends people all internalised sitting at a table sms texting distant other people in other places not together in the moment location present engaging in cross table location now conversation lively fertile rapt; is an emotional separating from deeper richer immediate life eye balling breath sharing social experiences Copyright © Terence George Craddock Inspired by the poem 'Memories Of Taumarunui' by the poet Michael Walker. Dedicated to the poet Michael Walker.

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Terry Craddock 24 November 2016

'The hills, milk bars and jukeboxes of Taumarunui call to mind on my long drive today, ' these are the memories which haunt, there is an innocence for most in childhood, not knowing, experiencing the normality of new experiences, interacting with others and the world around us, in many ways the isolation of an ipod generation is a personification of lost interaction; six friends/people all sitting at a table sms texting other people in other places, not together in the moment engaging in conversation is an emotional separating from deeper richer immediate life experiences 10+ my friend, I had read this before, usually I just read enjoy and think :)

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