Saturday, March 12, 2005

The Mime

A white dog hunts for his master, the Mime
A young piano accordionist jigs about
Showing up his father with flash arpeggios

A February evening
And we are sitting at an outside table
Overlooking the Piazzo Della Fiori

The friendly flat-faced waiter
Suggests Jill might like a whisky
She settles for a Martini

The Mime makes absolutely no sense
And we struggle to find the lost plot
I guess it doesn’t translate too well from the Italian

The scent of roses rises from the market stalls
We give the Mime a Euro
The Gods of Silence mark time

10 comments:

Roger Stevens said...

Another Roman poem. The last for a while I think.

A busy week. I visited a couple of schools. It seemed to go well.
Mainly I've been trying to finish "The Story" - which I do believe I have now done.
40,000 words - longer than I thought it would be - which is probably a good thing.

Jill has been in France most of the week. She's on her way back as I write this. At this moment she is at a French ferry terminal.

Last night I watched Comic Relief.
Excellent comedy - but the films from Africa, telling of the problems there and about Comic Relief's work - were unrelenting. CR is a brilliant charity - but the Aids pandemic in Africa is frightening and depressing.

I was pleased that Edith won Celebrity Fame Academy.

Now I'm going to watch Kill Bill Part Two.

Syl said...

Aha...finished your book and 40,000 words! Now that was a wee task.
Hope Jill isn't at the French ferry in Calais...arctic wind was whipping when I was there...never been so cold in my life, although the ferry was quite ameniable.
One of the mailart projects I am working on is to be in Ghana...theme is about HIV 'plague" in Africa...horrifying situation. I truly can't imagine a comedy being shown with the background of the Aids Pandemic.
Oh dearie...TV tonite is dreary...
time to rent a flick.
Take care.

michael said...

The funniest bit was Peter Kay singing "amarillo" with all those guests marching along beside him. Hilarious! And then switching to a little boy crying and lost in the big city, kidnapped by slave traders and being tearfully re-united with his poor family who though he was dead was too much. Not surprising they raised £35 million that night.
What did you think of Kill Bill then? I thought the first part far superior and OTT.

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Ed Giecek said...

Having just a weeee bit of trouble posting correctly today! Roger, just wanted to thank you for your note about the project. Looking forward to your contribution.

Keep posting them thar wonderful poem'z. We luv 'em!

Ostrich said...

LIke a snapshot in poetry! I've read some people do i in prose, but none in poems like you do.
I personally like Kill Bill 2 a lot. Its a tribute to another set of filmmakers like the first part. i LOVE stylistic movies, you shuold get some Akira Kurasawa films. They're really beautiful.

Amie said...

Ew! Kill Bill2, a very bloody and graphic sequel of the first. My body ached just from watching it from the screen. But still I enjoyed it.

JP said...

'The Mime makes absolutely no sense
And we struggle to find the lost plot
I guess it doesn’t translate too well from the Italian'

Sweet. Makes me want to try writing poetry again, as does most of what I've read here. Thanks for sharing all this!

Roger Stevens said...

Thanks JP. Yes, give it go.

So there we were, sitting in this square in Rome. A mime appears. Puts on a hat, white gloves, some music. he then proceeds with an act that makes no sense at all!