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This poem is taken from PN Review 156, Volume 30 Number 4, March - April 2004.

Cherries David Herd

So. I have been wondering lately,
When I haven't been wondering about other things -
The guttering, for instance, I worry so much about the guttering -
I have been wondering lately how you present a poem
To people who don't like poems.

For instance, the other day I was in a part of London
I know well and which I shall assume
You know well also - narrow streets,
Blue-fronted, aspirational shops -
Where I was buying coffee, coffee from Honduras
[Do you worry also about aspirational economics?].
And it was early - what passes anyway for early in London -
And so the shops were half open, half awake
And people who looked like they had nothing better to do
Were walking out as if they lived here,
Like they had friends who thought they ought to live here,
...


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