
Writer - Musician
David Chadwick
New Beginnings
The three poems I entered in the New Beginnings and New Dialogs Competition
run by Printable Reality: www.printablereality.com
It was part of the Aotearoa Found inTranslation shows at TAPAC 19-20-21st.
Karen created Youtube clips of the poems and I put some music behind them.
Here are the poems and the links to the clips.


First Contact
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sbwK84X_WJo
Pulse, pulse, pulse
They start, start, start
Intermittent at first
Tentative, tentative, tentative
Like fingers feeling their way
From a distant star, star, star
Then becoming more regular
Establishing a rhythm
Taking on form, form, form, form,
Finding the paths
Between the galaxies
Passing the planets
Pulsing patterns
Patterns suggesting meaning
Meaning signifying intelligent design
A sign, a sign, a sign
Of life!
I remember exactly where I was when the news broke.
Everyone does they say.
It was the shortest day,
And I was in the garden planting garlic.
My wife called from the house. “Come and listen to this!” she said.
It was on the midday bulletin.
It took a while to sink in,
But when it did, you felt all strange and wonderful inside.
How amazing it was to know that we are not alone.
But I remember saying at the time,
“So we’ve made contact. Well that’s all very fine,
But it’s what we say next that really matters.”
Bud Burst
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-OLQgDwEDsw&feature=youtu.be
Bud burst
The worst
Of winter over
Ferns unfurl
A curl
Of new koru
Seeds stir
Warm earth spurs
Rebirth - the surge of life
Beneath the ground
And the sound
Of water
Trinkling over mossy rocks
As snow melts
The first signs of spring
Smelt on the wind
And felt in the blood
Bringing us the chance to try again

Information Spring
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z3nlolnO6uU
Look down from a satellite, show me the borders
Show me the lines, of artificial order
Where are the countries, the coloured patches?
Nothing is visible, nothing matches
No arbitrary delineations
No empires, realms, states or nations
No random barriers or boundaries
No subjugated territories
The maps and charts, they were only tools
For those who would divide and rule
Look down from a satellite, see first-hand
Our world is only water and land
And daily that world is shrinking
Our thinking interlinking
Frontiers vanish like a dream
Dissolved under a digital stream
It pours around the passport halls
Across the ditches, over the walls
Through the moats, past warning signs
The razor wire, the tanks and mines
Past gates and checkpoints, towers and guns
And joins each person one-to-one
Behold the new Jericho!
No trumpets sound
But walls come tumbling down