Posted in Rituals

Re-Tort

Posted on by tq1695

He was the best-known politician in the country
known for much
but not modesty
this was centre stage
camera
lights
TV audience – ratings
a grandstand for a grandstander.

The country’s best-known politician
speaks and snarls in sync with the six o’clock news.
an exchange
sabre rattled
he mistakes the counsel – calling him by the wrong name
and apologises
but cannot resist recrimination –
“ you all seem the same to me.”
Queens Counsel : silk
and silky
“That’s perfectly understandable
Mr … Mr… Mr um …Mr um … ”
then to turned to his junior, stage whispering, “ what’s his name?”

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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.