Sometimes life just puts you in the right place at the right time. I was recently passing our local conservative club and I stopped to watch as a person with a leaf blower cleared the carpark of leaves. I couldn't help thinking that this is what they want to do to everyone who attempts to enter this country, either that, or fly them to Rwanda. Then I read about the new tory deputy chairman. You couldn't make it up.
SEEING THEM OFF THE PROPERTY
his right hand wields the power
motor chunters monotone
determination
features hard set
mouth a thin line
watch the leaf blower manhandle every leaf
chucking them all out in to the street
I stand on the pavement
at the bottom of our ocean atmosphere
see him blow up a storm
sending them back where they came from
The poem has taken much writing. I think I was telling rather than showing. Perhaps in a couple of months I may decide it is still too telling.
Here's Brooke Sharkey. She's just raised the money to record a new ep. After seeing her live last summer I for one can't wait to hear it.
Until next time.
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