TIM ROSSITER
Something As Beautiful As This Oil on panel.
Something as Beautiful as This! Ric Hool
Window mouths hung open with curtain tongues
shout across Newport railway yard
drawn into light and a whistle starts!
Walking, hands in pockets, blinking.
day comes to order as a newspaper kiosk
preening itself in layers, one on one with headlines
jutted for taking to a train, to a job
or else to mop minutes of waiting.
Sounds skid across the street,
A stylus slid across a record. Hear them
In helloes and things understood
In a shorthand, affirmed: “And You!”.
A cigarette ground hard
Into the pavement of a new day.
Window mouths hung open with curtain tongues
shout across Newport railway yard
drawn into light and a whistle starts!
Walking, hands in pockets, blinking.
day comes to order as a newspaper kiosk
preening itself in layers, one on one with headlines
jutted for taking to a train, to a job
or else to mop minutes of waiting.
Sounds skid across the street,
A stylus slid across a record. Hear them
In helloes and things understood
In a shorthand, affirmed: “And You!”.
A cigarette ground hard
Into the pavement of a new day.
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