Dump Inconsiderate On Poet Poem by Terence George Craddock

running like a beggar
from place to place
hot cold light shadow

trying to find a quiet
room table bench
inside outside running

hiding from noise
noise noise in ill
run inconsiderate

art hotel yes
management
promote promote

promote painters
exhibit on walls
change exhibition

painter celebrate
on Friday opening...
night new fortnightly

exhibit on walls
exposed approximately
limelight two weeks

roll on walls
tear tear off erase
then exhibit

new painter
with titbits
lip celebrate

hail mighty painter
local even exhort...
young foreign pianist

crowd flock
to hear play
two old ladies?

plus C and Z
their two home
school kids

but they dump
inconsiderate
on poet can't

consideration even tell
in polite courteous advance...
Thursday Old Lady Day

has today been changed
to a Friday but could tell
first time in two weeks

C has vacuumed
cleaned up lounge
who cares woofies

free floating
rare bother
to clean up

more than half
lounge meanwhile
poet like a ferret

is still running
sniffing sniffing
out quiet spaces

to write write write
not play play play...
or paint paint paint

perhaps painter people
cannot read more here
than sentence fragments

sentence strings cut
have not discovered
literature poetry minds

just cannot
understand
what

they cannot
see framed
confined

on a canvas
so what?
writers poets

are not artists
in naive microscope...
of localist art?

but still people
a little consideration
goes a long way

meanwhile
in America Ireland
poets are still

held
in some
esteem

but alas not
in New Zealand
town art hotel

demeaned
C and Z team
are back

floor in kitchen
not mopped...
for days normal

no clean
tea towels
normal

tea towels
hard to find
like gold

words prize gold
noise not written
noise noise hounds!


Copyright © Terence George Craddock