Shivers

Today, sitting on the bus, listening to music, playing the Name the Artist game: put the thingy on random play, all songs, and then see how long it takes to identify the singer, or the band or the composer. It’s not always easy — there’s a lot of stuff on there I haven’t heard yet.

Almost to the u district. Oh look, there’s some poetry up there. The buses here sometimes put ads up high on the walls, but more often lately it’s been poems. Who knows who writes these things. How does one get published in the bus? Any case, I usually read them when they’re within range. So I’m reading along…

poem

the swede equation *

the whole of the parts
is not summed up in lutefisk or lye.
this brain is not gelatinous.
this big swede equals two shakes
of a stick or the polyglot ear fine-tuned on abba

[hey, does that really say abba? how weird! there’s an abba song on RIGHT NOW!]

and the millionaire question
can you hear the drums, fernando?

SHIVER

because the song that was on right then was Fernando.

Weird!

208 of 3262 = Symphonie Fantastique: Second Movement (Un Bal) Berlioz
209 of 3262 = Fernando ABBA
210 of 3262 = Buddy De La Soul

*From the picture I can just barely make out that the author of the poem is probably named William Freeberg. Thanks, William, for the shivers!

2 Responses to “Shivers”

  1. W. F. Says:

    yup, that was mine… this is more creepy now, huh? thanks for listing me on your blog, mate.

  2. admin Says:

    Wow, hi! You are welcome, mister poet.

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