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BridgesKaren Davies
7 December 2007In New South Wales bridges tell the tale of life’s travail for the not so beautiful elite @poetry = The homeless out of work share a space of dirt beneath your bridges under the souls of your feet @poetry = There’s no dreaming here romance is out of date beauty is the sadness of a quintessential fate @poetry = Mums ’n kids share 8 x 2 tin cans with lids and wait for that day of the meek but it won’t be this week @poetry = There communards sleep by streets on a park bench where the soup kitchen meets @poetry = Real jobs have gone old industries fled and the rest of youse have left us for dead @poetry = In New South Wales histories tell the tale of a social elite with mud at their feet @poetry = and egos that never skip a beat [Karen Davies is a full writer member of the Australasian Performing Rights Association. She is a well educated individual with many credits to her name. Even so, Davies and her daughter experienced sub-standard and crisis housing while trying to relocate to the Northern Rivers area. This poem was written in response to this experience. Davies is very mindful that others in a similar position might not have the same resources to change their predicament.] |
From: Cultural Dissent |
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