No Pat, touch wood, the old man was not me. I really did think the sparrow coughed. Must have been some aural illusion, sound bouncing off motel wall or something.
The second one is sort of found. I'll send you the snap. I presume they thought it was good as in the best rest you can have in your life but it sounded to me like being condemned interminably.
Cheers,
Bill
On 27/11/2013, at 9:45 PM, Patrick McManus wrote:
> Hi Bill had to look up (as ignorant git!) emphysema hope you were not that
> old man behind
> I did not quite understand the second Snapple was it part of a found poem?
>
> -----Original Message-----
> From: Poetryetc: poetry and poetics [mailto:[log in to unmask]] On
> Behalf Of Bill Wootton
> Sent: 26 November 2013 20:05
> To: [log in to unmask]
> Subject: two snapettes
>
> sparrow with emphysema
>
> hip hopping on paved bricks
> a sparrow's staccato
> movements
> scattering tiny twigs
> suddenly coughs
> no it's only
> that old man
> in the unit behind
>
>
> For the rest of your life
>
> Sign on Cann River motel
> That's one hell
> of a snooze
> on offer
>
> bw
>
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