A couple of little poems about Torquay, the place I live. Well, they are more specific than that, they are about the road I live on.
though
I live by the crossroads
I
can walk home at midnight
and
not meet the devil
or
have to hear false promises
whispered
in my ear
I was thinking of the old Blues tale about Robert Johnson going to the crossroads at midnight to trade his soul for guitar virtuosity.
The second poem came to me as I was doing Tai Chi one morning.
once
in a while in a morning
sat
at the breakfast table
watching
the cars drive this way and that
I
believe this house
is
the calm centre of the storm
and
I give thanks
The images are taken from an installation: The Cave Hunters and the Truth Machine by Sean Harris. It was part of a series of events organised in June in Torbay.
Anna Ternheim has a new song out and the new LP is released in September. She's playing London on 20 November.
Until next time.