Saturday, Brunswick St

[(Wordy)]

For my partner in crime!


Today,
the two of us,

it’s like our lives have been poached
from the pages of hipster fiction —

humming café
lights us up,

our dialogue so well-crafted,
so damn punchy

that we imagine
every ear is hanging on it.

We tell the kitchen to keep us guessing,
and sure enough…

heads turn for our meals
as they glide to us like carnival floats.

Our knives and forks hot-step
to Soul Hits of the 60s,

then cocktails
for our encore:

one Electric Lemonade,
one Flaming Blue Jesus!

When we hit the street again
we're full of sight,

we dance through laughter
spilling from streetside tables,

past boxes of dead poets for sale
out the front of the shop

(the one you can never go past) —
the magic eccentric emporium.

We could sift
through rareties forever,

lose the afternoon
in clouds of patchouli,

searching for
the impossible gimmick.

And today we could
wear anything once,

every t-shirt slogan
tells a perfect private joke,

and even the death-bitten guy
who asks us for change

is shining; he smiles
every step to the bottleshop.


(c) Stu Hatton 2006

http://wordyness.blogspot.com/2006/07/saturday-brunswick-st-2006.html

 

[Helios.]

It is tricky how one name (or permutation of a different number of letters arranged together) can be assigned to one entity or more than one different entity by default. There's only so much in a name.

 

[undead]

awwww i like this one. it reads so smoothely. you have a good sense of description AND relatability (relate-ability hehehe whatever.)

 

[Mehm]

great imagery. it made me feel like i was there watching.

 

[katmeow]

I've always found it hard to write about positive experiences without it feeling cliched.

You've succeeded.

I like that you're not afraid to experiment with different structures and placement of line breaks in your work.

This is lovely

 

[up all night]

I was reading an American poetry collaboration tonight and thought halfway through that a lot of what you write is as good as, if not better, than what was published in that book.

You definitely have an eye for the innocuously important.

heh. Is innocuously even a word?! Probably not but I get drunk and neologise which makes everything ok. One day, when you're rich and famous, I'll be screaming from barricades that I knew you once.

 

[emesaeler]

very playful and innocent. a truely wonderful evening

 

[wesmdow]

that made me cry.

(it made kelemenitne cry too. we read it together)

 

[Amanita Mary]

*sigh* you're beautiful

 

[wesmdow]

* agreed. amd im just not brown nosing!

wordy you are an incredible poet--i look up to you.

 

[(Wordy)]

Thanks for the (way too) kind comments.