Misty, by Ruth Padel
How I love
The darkwave music
Of a sun’s eclipse
You can’t see for cloud
The saxophonist playing ‘Misty’
In the High Street outside Barclays
Accompanied by mating-calls
Sparked off
In a Jaguar alarm
The way you’re always there
Where I’m thinking
Or several beats ahead.
by Ruth Padel
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August 22, 2017 at 7:00 pm
No saxophonists in our high street then, as Barclays, the last bank standing, closes in October.