The Friday Poem: ‘This Beaver’s Thirst’ by Nick Ascroft

New verse by Wellington writer Nick Ascroft.


This Beaver’s Thirst

They flip you up your mom and pop

and land you on your little feet.

Some things they say can make you stop,

but then you think, gee whiz that’s neat.

And they were flipped up by their nans

and caught with gentle hands by gramps,

who told them: ‘Never shelve your plans’,

who told them: ‘Never dim your lamps.’

Manhandled on our way with care

and wisdom down life’s corridor

they make us see the world is fair,

and we must sterilise the poor.


Nick Ascroft, 2018

The Spinoff Review of Books is brought to you by Unity Books.

The Spinoff is made possible by the generous support of the following organisations.
Please help us by supporting them.