Thursday, 12 September 2013

Pedagogy (A poem)

The buses pull up, at opposite stops
The passengers alight, headed into college
The educators and those to be educated
With textbooks, guitars, laptop computers
Cases of knives, hairdresser’s uniforms, medication
Sketchbooks, dictaphones, packets of cigarettes
And trainers picked to match dyed hair

And my mind draws connections
The tunnel leading into the stadium
Or into the gladiator’s arena
The passage tomb
The Anderson shelter
Subterranean vision rituals
Of the ancient Nazca

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