Through bamboo blinds
By span
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Through bamboo blinds
The girls are pegged horses,
arranging chicken bones in flower beds.
The alley ways are all flood lit
the squatters evacuated to leisure centres.
Here’s the changes coming,
red belt ring around the sun.
Pans of bread and meat
are still put out on doorsteps.
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I really enjoyed this one,
I really enjoyed this one, Span. Like all your poetry it has a curious sparseness to it, a way of creating negative space and allowing the reader to project into it. Loved the images in these short stanzas - they changes a red belt ring around the sun, the girls pegged horses arranging chicken bones in flower beds. Odd and compelling - really fired my imagination.
It's amazing how much thought you can provoke in under fifty words. Felt like I was on the brink of another world, reading this.
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