I’ve been meaning to share this
quirky “Sunday” poem for some time now, and as today dawned bright and
invigorating, it seemed like the perfect opportunity. It’s a creation of Yorkshire poet, songwriter
and singer Liam Wilkinson whose work is a great example of how spontaneity can lead to interesting writing, especially poetry.
Liam Wilkinson
“I like the idea that you can jar a
moment, capture it like a photograph," he said. "Overworking poetry can have terrible
results. If we all just scribbled down a poem whilst on the bus, the world
would be a better place.”
Here’s one of those poems.
Happy Sunday.
Sunday is made of crisp paper
and coffee
so I’m happy to be here
out in the world
carrying the news
home
and savoring
the Americano on my tongue.
II.
The shop assistant
had no idea
how much I loved her today.
Or how much
I loved the gorgeous line
of fresh orange juice
in the fridge
and the low low price
of economy cat litter.
III.
The stillness of the seventh day
is only beautiful in things
as it happens.
sad
to think Monday
will soon be here
in the tears
of tomorrow’s frozen vegetables.
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