Thursday, 27 August 2015

POEM ABOUT SMOODE! : A COFFEE SHOP IN KNOWLE...

Wall Shakespeare…

Shakespeare’s eyes bled
At his own armless monstrosity,
An abhorrence just emerged
Into a Michael Jackson video
From a loose, dirt grave;
And his wry smile fronted
A dance-troupe, a quartet, a cameo
Of staring, bovine anonimity,
Mocking Shakespeare’s eyes, quite dead…

Pete Ray
August 2015

Inside Smoode!, a coffee shop on Knowle’s High Street.
I sat on a leather sofa and beheld a bust of Shakespeare, fronting four artistic representations of cattle…
I so liked that…

Smoode!

The offending wall!

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