I was looking at a poem I had thought finished when I realised it still needed work. You can read the last version here. I then discussed it with a friend and concluded it really needed alterations.
YOU PLAY THE HAND YOU’RE GIVEN 1
Tallinn Old Town – Friday afternoon
What catches your attention
as you turn a corner
is the woman with the camera
chivvying the others into shapes
she sees on a screen in her head
It’s only then you notice the Bride
in ivory silk with a bouquet to match
being told where to stand
how to pose
who to look at
when to smile
and you wish her
against all the odds
a happy life
I've removed the word bossy as it was not needed, too much tell, not enough show. I felt I'd missed a trick by not using how, why, what and when. Also my friend suggested a triptych - watch this space.
Archie Fisher died last week. He was a folk singer I'd liked since the early 70s. Here's the song that introduced me to his work.
Lo Borges also checked out of planet earth as well. I adored his work with Milton Nascimento on Clube de Esquina. This is Tudo O Que VocĂȘ Podia Ser
Until next time.
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