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Encore

Stevie Nicks sultry rock soprano
sang of performers only caring for the audience when performing.
He had been a performer of sorts
a sportsman at national and international level –
a good performer
won medals, adulation, renown, –
recognition – admiration from men and from women ….

Time minds its own business
no clamour or greed
present –
an interval, and act from play on stage then gone
a performance.

In the sauna of a swimming complex the former sportsman
strikes poses
watching the two young women eagerly – greedily.
The performance is two decades too dated
the audience too young,
unaware of identity and once fame.

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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.