Bookshop Blues
Susan Richardson
I wish I could leave this book's orange spine.
I've been Great Fiction's symbol
for too long.
It's time someone thought up a new design - a
parrot, a panda, a porcupine,
Kylie or Kermit or even King Kong.
I wish
I could leave this book's orange spine. I'm sick of James
Joyce and Ms Gertrude Stein.
Their prose is a mess, the English all wrong.
It's time someone thought up a new design. Could make,
with my mates, a big chorus line.
Could tap dance down from this shelf with
a song.
I wish I could leave this book's orange spine. The
black tie and tails I've got would do fine
(though webbed feet mean I'd just
waddle along).
It's time someone thought up a new design. Let's
have 'No Logo' says Naomi Klein.
Let's leave a gap where right now I belong.
I wish I could leave this book's orange spine.
It's time someone thought
up a new design.
©
Susan Richardson
Susan
Richardson's poetry has appeared in journals in the UK, USA, Canada and
Australia and she was recently awarded second prize in the Artists Embassy International
poetry competition. Her poetic drama, Two Of Me Now, is published by Cecil
Woolf in the Bloomsbury Heritage Series.
She lives in Wales.
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