Wednesday, June 19, 2019

On the Square


Covington square was a place of  social worship
People gathered there to integrate with the cityscape and each other
Being a part of the anthill social structure, giving relevance, weaving reality
Dressing up a nowhere existence with paper doll clothes and drag queen wigs

By the light of day, the square was measured, professional
The place where folks would pretend to be important, irreplaceable
By the night, the same people came to spin, coalesce, slink, shine
There are things that soften in the dark, masks off, skin showing

Twice during the down times, the square was off limits
But the energy of a place does not dissipate, it builds
Calling those that pretend and those that do not, to fight back 
And take what is due, the square needs life, we need the square

6 comments:

  1. "There are things that soften in the dark" Love that line. We all need a place to let go. Great writing as always!

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  2. "There are things that soften in the dark," delicious, love that line. (ha - I just looked up at what Susie wrote!) Glad to see you writing - hope you keep it up - you always have a great way of seeing things.

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  3. There are things that soften in the dark, masks off, skin showing
    ... I think that line is a winner!!

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  4. Dressing up a nowhere existence with paper doll clothes and drag queen wigs..

    This line really captures my imagination. This is a very 'real' look at the gathering places, such as they are. Something in the human psyche needs the square for sure.

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  5. "There are things that soften in the dark, masks off, skin showing," ... This is incredibly poignant!❤️

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  6. This seems like a fascinating place to visit, both by night and day (if just to take in the contrast between the buttoned up persona it has in daylight and the stripper-heel strut going on at night).To a certain extent, most of us have to be mindful of conventions and at least give lip-service to them. But gods bless those glorious spaces where we can be free.

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