Guest poem sent in by Belinda Beresford
(Poem #1148) Misty
How I love The darkwave music Of a sun's eclipse You can't see for cloud The saxophonist playing 'Misty' In the High Street outside Barclays Accompanied by mating-calls Sparked off In a Jaguar alarm The way you're always there Where I'm thinking Or several beats ahead.
From "Rembrandt Would Have Loved You" This poem was part of the Poems on the Underground, a series of poetry which appeared in advertising spaces on the tube. It is a sparse poem, yet I find it incredibly evocative of London. And yes, of course, I did meet someone who made me think of this poem, so I gave him a copy of the poster. About a month later he told me the poem expressed the way he felt about me - and then ran like hell... Belinda Links: The Ruth Padel Official website: [broken link] http://www.rpadel.dircon.co.uk/frontpage.htm Biography: [broken link] http://www.rpadel.dircon.co.uk/rp_frameset.htm A picture of the Underground poster with today's poem: http://www.poetrysociety.org.uk/education/undpost2.htm