your aisles are empty of the usual, your
tills ring hollow, your associated
dairies are running dry, this capital
of culture is at low ebb this evening
and you hum to the sound of my headphones, here
distancing itself is distant, the shelves
speak of panic and paranoia, the security
seems twice as tight, the milk
comes curdled into cheese already, there is
no announcement to come to the checkout,
trolleys sit silent in the street like cars
unstarted for weeks, where is the spirit
of consumption in this cathedral
nice one woops, thank you. 'distancing itself is distant' is a good one. just been (i made the request from inside the temple) and the queue was right to the end of the car park. i noticed that in week 1, the mark on the ground for two metres apart was made from brown plastic masking tape and it was crosses. In week 2, it was white gaffer type tape and it was in strips. today in week 3, it was stripes of yellow paint.
might do the headphones next week - thanks for that tip!
they had everything on my list except for polenta, artichoke hearts and tahini.
diva of the decade
but which songs did she sing
she stands her hair
in ringlets new wave no longer
all ballad
her power
is palpable it rings
in every sung syllable
craner. he has
a battalion of these beauties but one
stands supreme, she is under
an impression of alone & only
we are here to help her
as we listen lovingly to
belinda
your aisles are empty of the usual, your
tills ring hollow, your associated
dairies are running dry, this capital
of culture is at low ebb this evening
and you hum to the sound of my headphones, here
distancing itself is distant, the shelves
speak of panic and paranoia, the security
seems twice as tight, the milk
comes curdled into cheese already, there is
no announcement to come to the checkout,
trolleys sit silent in the street like cars
unstarted for weeks, where is the spirit
of consumption in this cathedral
i have a "questions you are dying to ask but are too scared to b/c of poetry nerd cred?" and i have been meaning to ask it for a longer time. i'm just taking your poem here as an example. now, how do you determine where you break your sentence? or why? for example, why do you put "your" at the end of the first second and not at the beginning of the second sentence? is that just an aesthetic choice? so that you don't have two sentences starting with the same word? or are you supposed to take a pause when reading it?
i thought maybe it was so that's a sort of circular thing going on, with 'your' starting and ending the line.
when you are doing these on road, do you bang em out fairly quick?
Can somebody write a poem about Belinda Carlisle for me, please.