Suddenly the Lake
(after Rosalie Gascoigne)
You stroll the galleries
of reconfigured road
signs, soft drink crates
which are birds, maps, more
signs of other signs, yellow
and black monuments
to the AA, directions
for driving anywhere
you ever wanted to go.
They are the hills above
a dump in north-western
Australia, views to a long
forgotten lake, and air
so much air. In the next room,
an Ian Scott painting
the dimpled buttocks of a woman
naked in front of a famous
landscape. You know the feeling.