Tuesday Poem: (My five hundredth café poem) and almost related book store news

May 4, 2015

Stronger than coffee,
the memory of the mandarin
segments the air with tang.
Smell is better than taste
(no pips to spit and
punctuate the saucer…)
Orange air flips a finger
as I sip staid warm brown.

P.S. Cottier

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Perhaps I should write a book of poems entirely set in a café, called First World Beverages or somesuch. I just wrote a prose piece, soon to be published, about how annoyed I get with poetry that seems to reject all the world except for the poet and his or her feelings, as if feelings have no connection to the society in which they are felt. Mmm, I must order another coffee and have a think about that…That is my world, I suppose, but there is the occasional idea as well, floating around like the smell of mandarins. (They are healthier than madeleines, too.)

I do quite like the pips as ellipses though, and the hint of concrete poetry as the brackets form a saucer. Poésie porcèlaine sounds so much nicer than concrète, don’t you agree?

I must contact the Trademarks Office.

And just in case you haven’t yet had a coffee:
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Enjoy!
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Lastly, my pocket book Paths Into Inner Canberra (Ginninderra Press) is now being stocked by Book Lore in Wattle Street, Lyneham (that’s in Canberra). It is on the front counter, so go in and buy one for $4. Keep this deserving woman in coffee!
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Book Lore is a fantastic second-hand bookstore, located between two cafés. In one of these establishments, a poem about mandarins and coffee was written, just today. The photo in the helmet was taken outside the second of these places, by a Mr G. Dunn, after wine was had, and is one of several in the wee pamphlet. The pocket book can also be ordered on the publisher’s site using Paypal. (I am number 3, she said, mysteriously.)

For one doesn’t live on coffee alone, and even mandarins may fade.

2 Responses to “Tuesday Poem: (My five hundredth café poem) and almost related book store news”

  1. Helen Lowe said

    $4? I don’t know about Australian prices but in some parts of
    NZ your book would be cheaper than the cup of coffee!

    I loved the poem, btw: ‘the memory of the mandarin//
    segments the air with tang’

    • pscottier said

      Thanks Helen. I quite like the poem too.

      The pocket book is a pamphlet of 25 or so pages, with an essay and two poems.

      And that $4 AUD would be worth less than $4 in New Zealand currency now. Perhaps it would buy me half a coffee in the fancier establishments.

      Hold the muffins…

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