A series of poems inspired by vinyl singles…..I started years ago and only done two so far so here they are…maybe I get inspired to do more 🙂
This about my Nan Butler’s front room.. a broken piano, boxes and boxes of ‘damaged Smith’s Crisps’
(My Gramp delivered most of them rest ended up there)…and my Uncle Brian’s sixties and seventies vinyl…
Chairman of the Board: Working on a Building of Love 1972
45s piled in a dusty box
centres pulled out for stateside jukeboxes cheap resales
for years I could not play them at all
just played with them like toys on my Nan’s front room floor
an old broken upright piano
worn red Axminster carpet
a radiogram that no longer worked
I put the record down the spindle anyway
listened to the faint noise as I span it against the worn needle
the wah and flutter as speed changed
nylon nets breathing in and out each summer
from the drafty windows
a year later managed to plug it in and shocked myself on bare wires
too scared to tell anybody
as they’d have banned me from playing in there
but I did take the Chairman of the Board singles
the Invictus label….from Detroit post riots..
forgot about the shock until now…like love. Bittersweet.
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