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Lost in a puddle
autumn rain and autumn leaves
Edinburgh gardens
goalposts barely held by gravity
Seagulls strut a patch of sun
‘council flats’
Dusty shoe tram boy reads poetry
- whose?
Trees burst from midget yards
Clouds on strings
Spiderman crouched on busstop
Poet rusts on plinth
Holden FJ ute in Brunswick street
drop dead beautiful
Jungular graffiti brilliant walls
Marquis de Sade
flogs leatherware
Labour in Vain
pub patrons well employed drinking
Over a forgetful shop
fossil tinsel
Marios
local heros make food
Central Hall
the ol’ TF Much Ballroom
True Blue Shoes
I wonder?
Tree stencilled on wall
with ghost koala
Persistence of possums
City Square
ghost of Vault ‘Yellow Peril’ II
Shops too full of objects
my imagination’s already full
Free:
Banksy’s rats and Little Diver
Still lost - Burke & Wills
stuck on
Collins & Swanston
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5 comments:
What a beautiful urban sense of place tribute poem, with a melancholic tone, ghosts, forgetful, rusts, the old city just persisting under the new. Very beautiful.
Oh Paul, than you again, you are moe than generous and have completely got what I wanted to say. The layers are moving so fast now. I will see if I can dig out an old shot of me years ago in Venice with layers of posters tearing behind me, to place here one of these days soon.
thank you - love the layers and feelings that come thru in your writing...
There is a raw beauty you have captured here Jen... palimpsests informing us of the realities of the past.
Thanks from some super bloggers in the Artosphere.
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