I love street musicians, their confidence, willingness to make light
of an ordinary morning, bring an element of fun to the day. And sometimes
someone will move to the music, sway, tap, or dance …
flood of sunlight
sears the pavement
two boys leap
gutter & sidewalk
as rhythm breaks
a thousand guilts
</ ‘A Bedroom of Searchlights’: poetry. This collection draws a picture of the poet’s divorced mother, an artist with two children, who struggled with poverty, war, and the realities of daily life, yet still found beauty and comfort in her garden, and her art.
From Inanna Publications, 2016.
hey, i remember that photo, from Lisbon, fun!
It was a fun day, and a good moment seeing the musicians.
Love them also; 30 years in Acadian territory, I still miss the music present in every house, at every encounter and social event, same spirit of cheers and love in the open! You say it well.
Nothing like Nova Scotia for music everywhere, you’re so right.