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I like to talk. And write poetry. I paint a little too.

Sunday, April 16, 2006

Morning Paper on Rye Road

A sense of action: the thud on the mat, you open
the door, show your spiky hair and rumpled
pyjamas with virtuous sangfroid, carry
Dagsavisen and Klassekampen back to bed.

They rustle, scrunch up, flap a wing
over your bowl of coffee, you smear marmalade
on the comic strip you had planned to cut out
for the fridge door. The bed linen smudges
from fresh print but you still feel in control:
you are doing something
real about the world’s problems: you don’t stare
helplessly at an online edition, or listen
to the news on the bedside radio.

You are hands on, get to grips with President Bush
in his latest denials, prop bird flu against your knees,
leaf quickly past car crashes, tear out a story
on Germany’s Audubon. Iran should maybe
be allowed to proceed under your coffee rings,
you spill crumbs on Prodi’s face.

That evening, you wrap a broken
whisky glass in Politiken
to protect the trash collector from injury.


Blogger hwf said...

The everyday swirled into the world's breaking news. Oh, this IS good. Enjoyed reading this (a lot).


1:07 AM, April 17, 2006  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

A sense of action--yes, active not passive, what an interesting observation. I think I know what your speaker feels.

4:22 AM, April 19, 2006  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

So much here to say about your subject (you?). A fun read.


11:36 PM, May 11, 2006  
Blogger scavella said...

Yep, I liked this one too. I missed it on NaPo -- too much to swallow in one go there.

Thanks for keeping up with me & mine, btw!

12:13 AM, May 17, 2006  
Blogger Aisha said...

Helm and Carol,
Hi! One from NaPo. Next year you two should join :)

Micky, So now there are at least two bloggers in your duplex :)
Nice poetry blog you have.

A nice surprise to see PFFA poets here -- I recommend your thread in the POem a Month frenzy -- still live too (link in the post above, Thank You For Not Reading).


2:06 PM, May 17, 2006  

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