A FEW PLACES OF INTEREST. A Poem by Marc Carver


 
1.
As I walk over the bridge
city on my right
I see a man staring into a woman’s eyes
when I look again
I see how old he is
and how young she is.
There must be twenty five years between them
but it could be a hundred
for all he cares.
 
2.
In the national theatre
I look at a young woman as she sits down
she spits on her phone
then rubs her finger around the screen.
 
Then she starts to comb her hair
right to the tips as she twists it at the end
then she starts to talk to her hair.
 
Perhaps she is annoyed with it
having a bad hair day.
 
Then a man sits next to her
too close for it to be mean anything else than they are together.
Then they get up and walk off
without ever having said a word to each other.
 
3.
In the south bank I go and sit in on a talk.
It is about Hayden and a bit about Handel.
One of the women on the panel is a dyke
but the other is hot.
I look at her a lot.
The last is a man, academic, American.
 
The man talks about the genius of Hayden
and the women talks about why he was not as revered as Mozart.
The man tries to defend him
The dyke says she has read his diaries
and gives us some examples.
He was boring and that is all it comes down to.
A genius can be many things
but he can never be boring.
Look at Mozart.

 
 
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Marc Carver Bio:
 
Sometimes I don’t write for a few days and it feels okay but after a few more it doesn’t feel right at all. So I start to look for things and get out of the house more and there they are. Just waiting for me all along.

 
 
 
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COFFEE HOUSE FEEDBACK. A Poem by Marc Carver.

 

I look at the girl’s reflection in the sheet glass window.
Another woman looks at me.
I see her
but still she looks, I am not that different am I?
The woman shouts some exotic coffee to go but it doesn’t matter because everything is in a ‘to go’ cup today.
The Anglo Indian man told me the dishwasher was broken I asked him if it was him, he looked sheepish.
I can’t decide whether to tell the girl who made me my coffee that it was good
because she told me she didn’t get much feedback.
The woman who looked at me before looked at me again as she walked down the road.
 

It is quiet now but still I don’t want to go but I know I must and I know I have to tell her how good that coffee was.
As I tell her an old boy says
“Horrible the coffee in here is horrible.”
“Mine was alright.” I tell him.
As I walk out he walks out with me with his coffee.
He has spilt something on his jacket but not recently
“Horrible.” He says.
“Well it will sober you up.” I say
“It will be Christmas soon.” He says.
It is January.

 
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Marc Carver Bio:
 
Sometimes I don’t write for a few days and it feels okay but after a few more it doesn’t feel right at all. So I start to look for things and get out of the house more and there they are. Just waiting for me all along.

 
 
 
www.facebook.com/PoetryLifeTimes
 
robin@artvilla.com
editor@artvilla.com

 
Key of Mist. Guadalupe Grande.Translated.Amparo Arróspide.Robin Ouzman Hislop
 
goodreads.com/author/show/Robin Ouzman Hislop
http://www.aquillrelle.com/authorrobin.htm
http://www.amazon.com. All the Babble of the Souk. Robin Ouzman Hislop
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https://www.amazon.com/author/robinouzmanhislop
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