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Amazing blissful moment (fearful receiver)

by Annika Moses

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Last year I independently printed a zine of the same name, featuring some poetry and iPhone-quality pics of green bins, Perth rooftops at golden hour, and forgotten chairs in music venue bathrooms. This piece doesn’t share any text with that zine (although it does share some sentiment).

I’ve been living in some mundane oasis here in the Northern ‘burbs of Boorloo, blessed with many blissful moments, alongside many fearful ones. Feelings of uncertainty, and of trepidation, afraid that things may indeed return to business as usual, even after having had the chance to pause and ponder how fucked-up business as usual really is. These months of isolation have made some room for political thought and discontentedness to simmer in all of us (I hope). An overwhelming anxiety at the state of Australia and the world is unshakable some cloudy afternoons. But putting these fearful moments aside, here are some of the blissful ones:

Walking my dog, Kendrick.

Indulging in weekday mornings in bed with a beloved, no meeting nor rehearsal in sight (!)

Yelling in the rain alongside ten thousand protesters, allies, friends.

Learning the Noongar word gnamma, or namma, meaning a natural hole in a rock in which rainwater collects.

Having the hopeful feeling that things are collecting here in the ‘burbs, too.

[lately I have been
while the bougainvillea / trails
Yeah, it’s morning where I am
green bins toppled
purple flowers takin’ it up with
vacant block / oasis

concrete gnamma
my dog asking
which street to take
and slightly panting, I’m
sweating in synthetics:
Nylon Blend.

a lemon takes a long time to grow
especially on the little limb
potted tree out front
When life gives you lemon: ask it to grow faster.

I am always fearful lately
I walk up Shaftesbury
down Catherine
through that strange
not-park, not-road, something of a grassed area between two rows of houses
I forget the name of it
but I know there’s a sign printed with pictographs warning:

No dogs off-leash; No dog poo; No golf.

As if anyone were wishing to putt there.

then again, everyone’s wishing to put it in somewhere
and here you are a relishing recipient
Your boyish charm, No false bravado,
O, a fearless receiver are you]

credits

released August 1, 2020
Thanks to Tura for commissioning this piece through @The Roots program. This piece was written and recorded in Boorloo, on Whadjuk Noongar boodja. I acknowledge Elders past and present. Always was, always will be, Aboriginal land.

Production: Annika Moses
Violin: Nate Wood
Samples: Whitegums (aka Annika Moses & Alex Jones)
Artwork: Pip Lewi

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Annika Moses Perth, Australia

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Annika Moses is a sound artist working on whadjuk noongar boodja.

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