Issue
#2

March
2009
 

 

a poem by Andrew Taylor

Somewhere a bird will be singing its song

Balcony sunflowers bright
on a grey day
rain allows daylight
reflections

1980's Carmello's Café
Bold Street lunch-time
gossip shopping lists
plans

Solitary hooded walker
semi-protected saunters
towards the river

Gutter water pours
from broken pipes
adds flow along
deserted pavement

City York stone streets
cobbles pedestrianization
a sanitization culture bunker
forced toward suburbia

2000's Café Tabac
Bold Street two girls
debate the merits of exclusion
with an aging poet

A thousand slowly dying sunsets
silver drops on leaves
somebody here smells of Angel
somewhere a bird will be singing its song

Central Buildings conversion
boutique Beatles hotel
Christine sat typing exams there
No Unauthorised Persons Beyond This Point

Old Hall Street glistens traffic
calming measured at traffic lights
a car sits beyond the vista altered
from when we witnessed a full eclipse
creating dusk at 11:00 a.m.

© Andrew Taylor


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