Tuesday, October 15, 2019

Brautigan with a twist

Halloween in the pool
There was a pumpkin patch of sorts at the outdoor pool in Brisbane this past weekend. I came in on Friday and was met with the above scene--PUMPKINS everywhere! This well-attended, annual event takes place literally in the pool. It's sounds to be sort of like bobbing for apples, but it's instead diving for pumpkins. I suppose most of these squash float, so diving may not be required. 

Hearing about the event from the pool staff reminded me of a poem by San Francisco* writer Richard Brautigan called Pumpkin Tide. Here it is--

I saw thousands of pumpkins last night
come floating in on the tide,
bumping up against the rocks and
rolling up on the beaches;
it must be Halloween in the sea.


In this case, it was to be Halloween in the pool. 





*Brautigan hailed from the Pacific Northwest, but lived and wrote in San Francisco in the 1960s and 1970s. 

21 comments:

  1. Man, I haven't thought of Richard Brautigan in years! Didn't he write "Trout Fishing in America"? What a blockbuster that was!

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    1. He did, indeed! It's fun to be reminded of him, isn't?

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  2. Wow. Despite big businesses efforts (to line their own pockets) we don't really celebrate Halloween. Seeing all those pumpkins would make me smile though.

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  3. What an extraordinary decoration for a pool! So not what springs to mind when you think of swimmers!

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    1. I know! Can you imagine? I sort of wish I'd been in attendance.

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  4. I read everything that Brautigan wrote - as soon as it was published.

    My favourite was from a piece of paper he found in a launderette, written by a Mexican worker to his boss:

    Dear Boss.
    Sorry but I will not be in to work today.
    I am not sick, I just feel too good to come to work today.
    If I feel any worse tomorrow I will come in.

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    1. Thank you for sharing that gem.

      I read everything that Brautigan wrote as soon as I discovered him at university.

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    2. Here's another good'un--

      I feel horrible. She doesn't.

      I feel horrible. She doesn’t
      love me and I wander around
      the house like a sewing machine
      that’s just finished sewing
      a turd to a garbage can lid.

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    3. His last slim volume was a desperate and un-funny cry for help. I paid quite a lot of money to be depressed at hearing the reasons for his death.

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    4. Yes, his last book was a suicide note.

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  5. Pumpkins in the pool must be quite the sight.

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  6. When I was a young adult, in the last millennium, halloween was for kids collecting candy and smashing other kids' pumpkins. Isn't it boggling today, what excuses young adults find to party and drink?

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    1. Yes, it is. I remember the pumpkin smashing. I can't recall if I ever partook.

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  7. When I see pumpkins and squash being harvest is a true sign of fall.
    Coffee is on

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  8. I read your squeaky wheel post and thought it worth a visit over to your blog.

    A former teacher always deserves a follow. :)

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  9. Pumpkins have never been a big thing here in the UK, although we are seeing more these days. Would they sink or float?

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    1. The girl at the pool center claimed that the big ones float, but the small, decorative ones may sink. All in all, a pretty trippy pool experience, I imagine!

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