In response to Sarah St Vincent Welch's With Lizz
IN
THE FRAME (WITH SARAH)
A
long awaited coffee
splash
of red framed by orange
Old
time’s sake
precious
writing mornings
What
colour were the 90s
A
scarlet man on his smart phone
The memory
of a raptor’s hindquarter
framed
in my car window
A hawk like torn tan bark
its
catch limp-winged
The
reflection of the barista
In
the corner a chuckly breast-fed baby
Sarah
is laughing I am laughing
her
eyes searching out a poem
poking
it into her phone
She
thinks I’m writing about testicles
(honestly
– they were kestrels)
Note
to self: improve handwriting
She
is serious now
hair
hooked back
Concentration
The
tangerine saucers walk me again
through
70s suburbs
Orange
is a happy colour we agree
but
I still hate those orange curtains
