The Cat Flap is a mainly poetry blog written by Peter Sirr.
Saturday, February 06, 2010
A free-ish version of Follain's 'Quincaillerie'.
after Jean Follain
In a country hardware store
men come to buy
screwdrivers and wrenches
their hair is grey their hair is red
neatly flattened or flying wild.
A bluish air fills the serious spaces,
into its iron tang women set loose
Just to touch the spotless bolts and drills
is to feel the irresistible
weight of the world.
The hardware store floats towards the stars
selling, until no-one wants for them,
nail after dazzling nail.