Today at SpeedPoets (InSpire Gallery Bar, 71 Vulture St West End), I will read a tribute to the late Paul Squires. Paul was a spirit with such positive force… a spirit that touched many and spanned the corners of the universe.
One of the poems I will read today is Listen. from his book, The Puzzle Box. This was the poem that called to me when the news of his passing hit… If you can make it along, I know Paul would love you to be there to keep his words alive.
Paul, wherever you are friend, as the great Sam Hunt says, ‘tell the story, tell it true, charm it crazy.’ Here’s an excerpt from his poem, Listen:
Listen. Not to me. On a cool, clear night like this the traffics are louder.
They hurrr by like bundles of compressed air whirlywinding someone
home. The old man next door has gone to bed. He coughs his awakeness
and will soon snore his dream.