January 31st, 2012 
Administrator 
As a Swipe-Card Slave to the Militant Unemployed
By
Dear #OccupyEverywhere
I passed Dame Street with
my mother my friend my cousin my
uncle and they she him they said
there’s the people with no jobs
and in a recession in a clusterfuck
such as this I felt
envy.
And Speak of Shadows
By
The fall is endless.
Through air,
ice,
water;
all possible refraction of
illusion,
of angle,
of mile-per-hour.
This is a chaos of wonders.
This is the sound of it,
these open mouths,
that wind.
Nothing but this tumble
and my
staggering to grasp you,
joints
clicking.
Smooth.
You
carve me up neatly.
You
parcel my inner secrets.
My flesh
pinpricks
the sky.
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Doesn’t it seem there’s a revivial in poetry? Not so much with the poets, but with the readers and the listeners? It seems to me that there’s a greater audience now in place to appreciate the art.
Yes, I agree with you Michael. Oddly, the very thing we attack for destroying attention spans and polluting an entire generation with illiteracy is in fact, responsible for a sort of renaissance poetically and artistically. As a poet I find the immediacy of this medium a gift but of course curse is that to get to the art you must wade through a few feet of muck. It’s lovely to have you here and to read your comment, please visit again.
Hi Elizabeth. I really like your use of water and colour. Your poetry has a vividness that makes the emotion contained in it come to life. Terrific!
Hi Feltsensejunkie. I really like your use of colour. There is a poignancy to your work that is quite moving. Very well done!
Hi Jennifer. An exquisite piece. Delicate, almost ethereal imagery. The sparrow thin wrists provide such a striking image!
Hi Selma,
Thanks so much for your thoughtful comments.
I am pleased you enjoyed my work.
Hi Marsha. You have just covered two of my favourite subjects – sitting in a tinny and watching a crane. Love both poems. I love the image of the village scurrying at the back of the seabird. That is fantastic!
Hi Steve. You present very powerful images. Your poetry has a great impact. Really like the line – ‘the Dove has hope encased in his thin black collar.’ Oh, yes.
Hi Jessica. Beautiful work. ‘And Speak of Shadows’ is just glorious. And I can relate to your ‘Occupy’ poem…
Hi Selma, thank you kindly! My first comment
Hi, Guy. I really like your poetry. Your image of the turquoise water between exposed rocks is just gorgeous. Very, very nice!
Lovely words……….for me they create paintings. Great to read your work here!
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