a moment or two
by tc
a moment or two The moon in the lot shoves a shadow off it’s leg (sleep leg) I find me a table before pouring some water. pouring it down in me. Then a man sneezes twice (bblleessss hhiimm) a lime green purse on that girl’s shoulder leaning on a brick wall while a man reads the paper (front to back) my tongue is so raw. I know the kinetic pool table & the empty cigarette package laying onthetable a girl comes up starts talk-ing to me as i find a cream colored lighter under a thin blue sash.
Editor @ March 21, 2008
The ‘look’ of this poem seems unique and illustrative to ‘capturing moments’. The spacing in lines and between makes poem longer drawing it out…which at first may be deemed contradictory to the sucinctness of a moment…but when you are ‘in’ a moment our senses perceive it to be more than just the seconds they actually take (perhaps because we are ‘aware’ or struck by the beauty of a moment’s event and since it’s importance gives it time).
Anyway, i thought the poem really brought forward that epistemological awareness or ‘glad to be here’ feeling even when in the end a cigarette lighter is found under the blue sash despite there being an empty package of smokes…isn’t life ironic? (A. Morisette). I enjoyed reading ‘a moment or two’ and would love to see mr. tc’s poems more frequently posted. Especially the subject material is a welcome reprieve from the sex, death, and drugs poems of that fiend Quasimofo (that guy needs to be committed).
i was digging around in old files, reworking some and came across this. in “quick experiments”. i’ll post more as time goes along. there’s so much writing waiting to be posted its hard to fit these in. thanks for the comment.
This is nice. It reminds me of going downtown alone.