A stunning and sweet poem, Janet!
Best,
Judy
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From: "Janet Jackson" <[log in to unmask]>
To: <[log in to unmask]>
Sent: Thursday, July 21, 2005 2:26 AM
Subject: "Quay"
> I'm still here - just been too busy to contribute lately.
>
> Here is a poem written at a "slam" during my recent trip to Dublin.
> The format was that five words were randomly chosen (by being
> called out by the audience). They were: bleach, salt, smooth, sound,
> flaps.
> During the break you had to write something involving these words,
> then you declaimed it afterwards and a couple of the more, er, senior
> people acted as judges. And guess what...I won!
> This shows that I *can* write under the influence of alcohol...
> but you might disagree.
>
> Quay
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>
> Cranes creak and clatter
> Concrete trucks trundle and splatter
> Gull flaps, screeching
> Boat rots, bleaching
>
> I on old stone dangle my workboots over the Liffey and
> it is NOT smooth.
> The river is NOT smooth.
> The sound around me and in my head is NOT smooth
> The old stone is NOT smooth
> but the new buildings
> the new buildings are gonna be SO smooth,
> SO soundless.
>
> Like Leopold Bloom I walk along
> the quay and what sun there is bleaches
> me pale and Dublin's stone, water, mud bleaches
> the sound out of me, sucks
> the wet salt of the Liffey
> out of my eyes.
>
> Janet
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> Janet Jackson <[log in to unmask]>
> Poems at Proximity:
> http://www.arach.net.au/~huxtable/janet/proximity.html
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