Posted in Unexpected

Formal

Pre-teen school requires cap and tie
at the age of 13
liberation
what has swept the world
arrives in the antipodes
hatless + no noose around neck.

Three years older and qualified
for the high school high point
ties loosened from daily requirement
still essential at the school ball.

At the upmarket department store
a bewildering array of neckware
styles and prices confuse
courage deserts – escape an urgent option.

A saleswoman high of breeding and low of voice
requests if she can be of assistance
intoxicated by perfume
bedazzled by cleavage
overborne by status I blurt my need.

A tie is required
something I had never previously purchased.
Young man she murmurs hypnotically
“there is a first time……. for everything.”

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Author:

Most of my life has been spent on the bench, occasionally called into the game by extravagance or attenuation. Waiting has turned a loner into a recorder - nondescript and inconsequential, more not noticed than overlooked - the non-vantage point of children not yet considered old enough to understand. Orphaned Islands (Un)poetry is a lifetime of picking anecdotes up and not throwing them away. Stories collected like odds and ends placed in a box in the basement, the garage, the garden shed - uncertain as to what their use might be but knowing that one day there might be one.