Amatoritsero Ede
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what does the endless
north american sky
reveal
like those sex-workers
in amsterdam’s love quarters
she says simply
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                                                         i am wide open
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so the street car becomes a tram
in slow phallic rush on laan van meerdervort
in the hague
flirting foolishly with the horizon
the red-light flashes
where there are no red-light districts
the streetcar
stops
to gaze at lovers
trundling down the avenue
down dundas
heavy with love and its weights
to eaton center
where hearts pump more round
from the fondling and folding of love’s caress
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amongst the ruin and jazz
of the old distillery
young Toronto
steps outside of troy
in full teenage glare
hair streaked with lightening
because a girl smells better…
she brushes a suitor’s kiss
and the sun off her thundering skin
where all colours meet
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where all colours meet
a rainbow democracy
signals spring
in affairs of state
our liberal estate
weathers a conservative thaw
as spring-spruced statutes sparkle
what green leaves and trees do too
happy as the woodworm is happy
Very nice lines…..i luv it…well articulated.
If you are a Nigerian….perhaps Lagos can substitute for Toronto…. I might be wrong.
Lagos comes up much later in the poems. You have to get the book from amazon and see.
Lovely connections of times and places… indeed ‘there should be no hurry to iundress it with tourist eyes..’
Very inspiring work, Amatoritsero!
A poem that covers a lot of ground, in both senses. Local and yet global. Great imagery.
Rapturous poetry.
I especially like “Berlin-ing around Queens Ave.”…nice write…
Nice lines,leave a lot to imagine about Toronto
What I like most about this poem is that it is full of unexpected, pleasantly surprising observations of the world. Young in all the good ways and old in a great way.