Wednesday, December 10, 2008

dorothy porter 1954-2008

...

I stand my ground
in the undaunted spray
and company
of my own words.

- Dorothy Porter, from 'The Ninth Hour'

Monday, December 08, 2008

little evening

summer answers
not far off
mischievous
testing experience

crotchety enchantment
world-wide shipping
now scarce

knurled handles
accessories
playing hard to get

cars roar up and down
north terrace
a comedy of manners
'Can't come.'

ego reclothing

I’ll take grosgrain for free
or with bated breath
my sex appeal is my confidante
I’m waiting to wear the light frothy stuff
then trash the error
of blouses dumped in the wash
babies’ jackets before they’re born
and the next season’s flash waiting
for the first rains of the season
but also me -- i stink! ...
like a jerk with a camera
having more fun with underwear on
I am already excited
tho my dryer sucks
I’m prepared to shed most of my slacks
and pyjamas - “give it up”
my statement to the world!
knock out the tatt, buy up the rack
forget ambition or will-power
waiting for results
I want my old preen back
while I think about you
de-scaling five fashionistas
I’m waiting on one last ...
Please, off-the-shoulder, for free!