GONE, BUT NOT
forgotten.
Not much …
In the meantime, here she was in her many moods—
—aloof, said some.
I think not. I detect a hidden smile within all that drama (and what the hell is a ‘loof’ anyway?)
Goddess of Wisdom, say some. Certainly wise enough to keep a fair distance from the tuatara when offering a nice salad—does she know that the wee dinosaurs weren’t vegetarians?
Obviously not—see … here she is again.
Wisdom, you say? Sure, I believe you …
But always a happy welcoming smile behind that ‘duty’ frown—
—and radiating the aura of cleanliness that comes from sound hygiene and a total lack of pigeons. Even the blasted seagulls know better …
—and you could be forgiven for thinking that she’s bigger than she looks.
Big in heart, long in wisdom—
—able to match any mood with a gentle subtlety that makes the Mona Lisa a soal of shavage sarks by comparison.
One of the many grand unrequited passions of my life she was inelegantly hoicked off of her podium and promptly relegated to a basement somewhere to await ‘refurbishment’. (And eventual relocation?)
I HAVE MY THEORIES
that with the short-notice* closure of the Museum (the pyramid you see behind her), and the building of a new grandiose shopping mall in what is optimistically touted as the “Central Business District” in Invercargill …
... my personal prediction is that when all the dust and feathers finally settle our beloved Minerva will reappear in all her radiant glory on a lovely new plinth in the atrium of said enclosed shopping mall.
Watch this space …
* Okay, it was effectively a panic shutdown. (“Earthquake prone”, you see …)
That’s a really clever post.
Thank you. I just hope we get her back …