Tight-jeaned, they fan out, frills billowing with the wind’s pull,
hair blustering around linked arms and
daubed mouths.
They swirl around a hunched bent-kneed scrap of a man who
tilts his cardboard sign towards him
in deference to the passing onslaught
of femininity in full sail.
Jennifer Stakes is British but now lives in Washington DC where she writes short stories, flash fiction and poetry. She has managed to find some decent tea but misses Jaffa Cakes.
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12 Responses to “FRIDAY IN ISLINGTON • by Jennifer Stakes”
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June 10th, 2011 at 6:55 am
In line five, shouldn’t “him” be “himself’? Women in the workplace do not make men into beggars. Share the hours, hitch-up, share the money. (There they go again, wanting to get married.)
June 10th, 2011 at 8:59 am
‘femininity in full sail’ – a wonderful euphemism for what can be seen in a lot of city centres on a Friday night, my own included.
Nice one Jen. Captures the scene beautifully.
June 10th, 2011 at 10:56 am
nice Jennifer – can totally picture the scene. in fact, i could have skipped the man completely and gone straight to “femininity in full sail”…. thanks for sharing!!
June 10th, 2011 at 12:17 pm
Wonderful capture of a small moment that hums with meaning. Well done!
June 10th, 2011 at 1:18 pm
Brilliant!
June 10th, 2011 at 2:41 pm
A very evocative image. Enjoyed that one Jen.
Noel
June 11th, 2011 at 2:06 am
This short crisp poem is like a snapshot clicked to capture a sudden moment or mood. Lovely Jennifer!
June 11th, 2011 at 7:51 am
Excellent poem, really vivid.
June 12th, 2011 at 2:42 am
Memorable phrase
of femininity in full sail.
Lovely
June 12th, 2011 at 6:37 am
A well-evoked girl’s night out!
June 15th, 2011 at 9:11 pm
Beautiful image that dances in the mind despite the somewhat negative picture of “daubed mouths” and the word “onslaught.” Good rhythm, but I still think the rhythm would be better with the word “himself” in place of the word “him” in the fifth line.
June 30th, 2011 at 1:04 pm
I love the opening words… and the ending! Great poem.