Sep 2019
GET DIRECTIONS
With a click I
begin the journey
USE CAUTION!
(I'm advised)
WALKING DIRECTIONS MAY
NOT ALWAYS REFLECT
( sunlight glances off
a passing car)
REAL-WORLD CONDITIONS
(sunlight becomes rain)
Passing by now
Ripley's Believe it or Not.
And indeed it is so
a man walks a weasel
on a lead
passerbys give him a wide berth
amused and bemused
all at the same time.
A punk sings opera
as if he had stepped
out of another
dimension.
As work progresses
a photo of a building
covers the building
as if it were wearing
the 2-D dress of
it's 3-D self.
Waiting for a green light
a dog pees on my left shoe.
Ctrl+ drag mouse
and we go full 3-D
now the satellite
view as you
come into focus
through raindrop glasses
"Sweet Thames flow softly...."
MacColl's voice leaking from a car window
hum now as I cross
the street to greet her
"Kissed her once again at Wapping,
Flow sweet river flow...
After that there was no stopping
Sweet Thames flow softly..."
With a click I
begin the journey
USE CAUTION!
(I'm advised)
WALKING DIRECTIONS MAY
NOT ALWAYS REFLECT
( sunlight glances off
a passing car)
REAL-WORLD CONDITIONS
(sunlight becomes rain)
Passing by now
Ripley's Believe it or Not.
And indeed it is so
a man walks a weasel
on a lead
passerbys give him a wide berth
amused and bemused
all at the same time.
A punk sings opera
as if he had stepped
out of another
dimension.
As work progresses
a photo of a building
covers the building
as if it were wearing
the 2-D dress of
it's 3-D self.
Waiting for a green light
a dog pees on my left shoe.
Ctrl+ drag mouse
and we go full 3-D
now the satellite
view as you
come into focus
through raindrop glasses
"Sweet Thames flow softly...."
MacColl's voice leaking from a car window
hum now as I cross
the street to greet her
"Kissed her once again at Wapping,
Flow sweet river flow...
After that there was no stopping
Sweet Thames flow softly..."
Ewan MacColl had just died somewhere in '89 and suddenly he was remembered as the guy who wrote the extraordinary beautiful THE FIRST TIME EVER I SAW YOUR FACE and the gritty ***** OLD TOWN and of course SWEET THAMES. I so loved his songs.
Now 20 years later I was crossing London and getting directions from Google and hearing his voice once again leak from a car stopped at the light.
Google directions telling me that the real world might be different out there amused me and this poem sat down in a chair in my mind and made itself at home. "Ahhhh howya!" said the poem. "I hear y'are the fellow who's going to write me!"
Now 20 years later I was crossing London and getting directions from Google and hearing his voice once again leak from a car stopped at the light.
Google directions telling me that the real world might be different out there amused me and this poem sat down in a chair in my mind and made itself at home. "Ahhhh howya!" said the poem. "I hear y'are the fellow who's going to write me!"
